He said that we have the luxury of being free
From the generational trauma
That his race has known.
..
I hear this
and my mind wants to be ‘pc’
But my heart and soul are drowning
.
For some of us
The veil is thinner than this.
We too know pain
deeper than this lifetime.
.
There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.
.
From childhood
I would touch the trunks of trees
Alien to this landscape.
Bought from the shores
Of a place, this body has never been.
.
Yet, The moment
I feel that bark beneath my skin
Something ancient and infinite
Roars and heaves inside.
.
The heavy scent of earth
Rich and moist
Fills my senses.
I feel a strange yet familiar yearning for clan and land…
.
Sometimes…
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