Who am I
Chamorro born, Spanish raised.
I am the answer to the past
I ask the questions for the future
Salt flows in my veins, hot as fire
The winds blow my hair, feeding that flame
I am power, so long as i believe
I am strength, so long as I live
My Father is the maker, the All Mighty Creator
My mother is the earth, the one provider
He gives me power and wisdom
She gives me strength and faith
He feeds my soul and heart
She feeds my body and wind.
I am the tree that stands alone
The island on which it stands
I am the stone unmovable
The strength it possesses.
I am the ocean pure and blue
The life it produces
I am the winds unseen
The fury or love it gives
I am the seasons unpredictable
The forgiveness or scorn it sows.
Who am I
Chamorro born, Spanish raised
I am the Oceans, Winds, Clouds and rains
I am the rocks, the sands, the trees and animals
I have anger uncontrolled
I am a savage, out of his time
I have learned from books and life
I am who I am
My blood carries the salt from the seas and runs hotter than the sun
My blood has tasted the wild winds and carries life’s promises
My blood is red, like nature’s poisons.
It runs freer than water
My blood carries the strength of the Earth
I am that strength in a man
My blood is primitive and savage
I am a savage, yet learned from books
My blood carries ancient memories
I am the answer to those memories
My blood carries the futures promises
I am that future, this is who I am.
3 comments:
James, you wrote these when you were 17? Wow...that's pretty impressive. I really like them and now I understand the origin of the blog name.
Thank you. I went through a rough period in my teen years and for a short time I used poetry to help focus.
Thanks for sharing them...they are really good.
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