I am not my skin

Poetry
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I descend from Warriors, whos hook fished from the sea.

An island grand, my mother’s land.

Bestowed at birth to me.

Voyagers of the ocean,

Skin kissed by the sun.

Pacific migration, westernization

Woven into one.

The henna of a goddess stained across my heart

Bindi on the forehead

Red sea at the part.

Statistics do not phase me.

I ‘ll surpass your expectations.

Educated, Under rated.

I am God’s creation.

My book has many pages

If you read beyond the cover.

LOVE is thicker than water

I’m not defined by colour. .

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3 thoughts on “I am not my skin

  1. Mele Latu's avatar

    Deep insightful image and thoughts, transported from within to flourish in the outside world, especially during isolation. This is beautiful, there is hope in everything. Malo ‘aupito Ange

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