She wore a raiment


of so many a hue
An unfamiliar eye would think
she is madness true
Her children are such
multi-flavored stew
This amalgamation of culture:
a heady brew


Isn’t man just an outcrop
of the land that his forefathers slew
Its antiquated history
of blood and beauty knew
A faraway visitor here saw
what man or god could ever do
Now it is time that you and me
blow life and breath anew


Love & Grace