I see you, dear Ipolita I know what you expect of me cannot be supported by the ancestors that created the issues of love Love

As I stared into the golden piece of glass, I saw him Amazingly, he looked like me Dissimilar from who I thought I’d see His

Every day in the Jungle is a struggle Every day in the Jungle is a tussle For the dungs, scratch & nutrition we scrabble Hoping

If while passing through time And over the years My voice echoes loud on the radio And my story retold in every history book If

While you were away My body yearned to feel your touch again My heart ached as the memories slowly began to fade I wondered if

COURAGE There’s a bold step that I must take But rejection is holding me back Scared of what the outcome may be, All the doors