TO MY ROOTS

(poems go here)

ITS NOT THAT I DONT WANT TO BELIEVE

ITS THAT I DONT KNOW WHO TO BELIEVE OR EVEN HOW TO BELIEVE

SO INSTEAD I BEGIN PRAYING TO MY ANSCESTORS

EVEN THOUGH I DONT KNOW WHO THEY ARE OR WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN THROUGH

CAN YOU BELIEVE ONE OF MY FAMILY MEMBERS WAS A SLAVE?

BEING TAKEN FROM OUR FAMILY TO WORK FOR A WHITE FAMILY, BEING RAPED BY THE WHITE FAMILY AND MAYBE KILLED BY THIS FAMILY

I WONT EVEN KNOW THEIR EXPERIENCES, BUT I WICH I DID

THIS I WHY I PRAY TO THEM, TO GIVE ME THE STRENGTH THEY HAD, THE BEAUTY THEY CARRIED AND THE KNOWLEDGE THEY HAD ON LIFE AND LOVE

I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW WHO MY ANSCESTORS LOVED AND HOW THEY LOVED. DID ANY OF THEM EVEN EXPERIENCE HEART BREAK, HOW DID THEY HANDLE IT?

HOW STRONG OR WEAK WERE THEY WHEN THEY EXPERIENCED TRUE LOVE. 

OF COURSE IT WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND WHERE MY FAMILY TREE STARTED

BUT I WISH I DID

I WISHED I COULD JUST KNOW. DID ANYBODY EVER CHEAT ON YOU, ANSCESTOR?

DID ANYONE EVER USE YOU, ANCESTOR?

DID YOU EVER FEEL CONFUSED ABOUT WHO YOU LOVED?

I WANT YOU TO WHISPER YOUR SECRETS TO ME LATE AT NIGHT AS I SLEEP, SO I COULD KNOW. I WANT YOU TO GUIDE ME TO THE RIGHT PATH, SO I CAN FIND HAPPINESS IN LIFE. I WANT YOU TO TAKE MY HEART AND PLACE IT IN THE HANDS OF MY SOUL MATE SO I CAN EXPERIENCE TRUE LOVE, BEFORE I DIE.