The Plain Truth (Sequestered In My Mind) Poem by Sean C. Harrison

Sequestered somewhere in my mind
Is a place far from this western grind
Where my fingers relearn ancient work
And I am satisfied with what comes in a day.
I am thankful for simple food
And I revere the smiles of my family
Who cheer me on and never judge me
For my lack in giving them the trappings of this side of life.

There safely nestled is a longing for my people
Who bear me up like a hero on their shoulders;
Who show me the keys to life, its deeper meanings:
From whom I glean knowledge endless and true;
Who teach me my history,
Show how proud I must be that I sprang from great men,
That this memory must never end.
For I am the bridge between worlds.

They tell me to tell them-
(Those who led us chained)
That though they thought they gained,
Forever they lost our trust
And show them I must,
There is never a fully open path back
But to bow humbly at our feet.

This is my mission and they tell me,
(sequestered here in my mind)
Africa must one day come to be my grind.