Contemplative Poem Five

O true Ancestors,
O true heritage of grace,
O true men and women of my colony,
O waters of my truest face,
Resurrect me!

O only line of my surviving race,

Humanity’s heart beating in an open space,
(do not regret my place on earth),
Be thanked!

O ancestry of my civilian blood,

O parental call of servant hood,

O Subject of my long lineage,

O Object of my aim to mesh,
O Creators of my flesh,
O Hope of future children,
O Patriarchs and Matriarchs,
Look down from heaven!

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