DNA (poem for my people)

our history can be traced in our faces

features

movement

and light.

we follow the curve of our noses,

the round of our eyes, 

and the dip in our lip, 

back to the motherland

to find long lost twins.

we find sunshine and earth

in our tones.

madness, grace and wisdom.

bronzed earthlings,

the eternal ones.

Amanda Woolery