I am Transcending
I am more than just me
More than what you see
I am a testament to faith
I am the wind in the air, moving trees with eaze.
I am the "whoo" from the owl on a winter's eve
all hear but none see.
I am the morning star,
lighting the darkest skies
I am a storyteller for those who can no longer speak
who voices were shot down at Wounded Knee, Tulsa, Birmingham
I am those four little girls
I am Sandra Bland
I am the night in the day
Not here to stay.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world