Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Shame

I will not let you
shame me
The sorrows of your life
The atrocities that banished you
Into unforgiving places
Your reality is the darkness that I emerged from
Your reflection in the pool of muddy waters
Will not illuminate me
I reject your notion
I will not be ashamed of my body, nor my hair or my love
I am the product of your depression
I am the tool that broke your ground
You used me to build the family
Yet never acknowledged my sacrifice
I am my own vision
I will be apart
It is my hands that make my life
I am good from the very start
My heart breads no tarnished want
I am not ashamed any more