6. I am from beyond borders and boundaries

I am from beyond borders and boundaries

“Go back to where you came from” -

But where do I come from? From a house and family? From a street called gully. From the womb of a mother, From cold winter and hot summer. From grass that’s outgrown, From a place called home. Isn’t that where you come from?

“Go back to where you came from”-

But where do I go back to? To the donut, apple and coffee? After digestion they all became me! So, I go back to sugar, fiber, and water, Or do I go back even further?

The more I go back into the essence of my origin, The less I define myself with the color of my skin. The more I go back from where I came from, The more I transcend the definitions, shapes and form. In this transcended place there is no other to love or hate, Is that the reason they called it a United State?

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