Mongrel

A little of this a little of that

Black, Indigenous, Nordic is my song

African blood belting the angel chord

Flooding into the sea of the Caribbean.

Mi a Jamaican, mi a first nation

Ya cyant be dis and dat?

Oh yes I can, I am a universe in one.

Born for di sun, born for di snow.

The day I see all, the complete.

My mission to abundance

My identity is not to be understood

Wrap your head around it.

Ancestor, Oh Ancestor!

They tell me to see my gifts

That fire in you, see it!

Now is not your time.

It is! What even am I?

You are whole!

No being can take,

Or tell you otherwise.

by Nyah Randon

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