Soil
Soil
There was once a time, I feared the ground You tread, I did-
You were too brash, too loud. I would apologize for You instead.
I couldn’t be who I wanted to be, You said that was not ok.
I was fine with being a shadow for You, I had no voice to say:
That what You do is everything I want to be-
I want to be who I am, freely. I want the world to see.
You asked if I could bear the weight of judgement from without-
You asked if I could soil the mask, You say they already look in doubt.
I say, I can, with You, I’m sure that I can be-
You say “Bout time!” I nod. Hello world, it’s Me.
KTupua
December 2023