Faith love devotion escapes me Who have I been devoted to? Who have I loved? Who loves me? What have I been faithful too? Springs come forth but nothing capture me My values where are their origins Powerful inspiring thoughts lost in transition My thoughts only preserved in my mind Ethnicity handed down to me not by choice Fables inspire my thoughts I act Fantasy overpower reality no sense at all Throughout ages lies adopted as truth Where are the promises of truth past comments? Where is the preservation of life fulfillment? When will the fable become fact? When will fantasy become non-fiction? The origins of my land polluted with fabrication When will my race my color not matter anymore? When will everyone who’s anyone see me as colorless? Not a race or a statistic I’m a person I’m a woman A guardian that carries life to this place Look at me. Not at my skin color. I’m colorless. I’m human living in blended bloods French, Indian, African America and White It’s still me Devoted to springs of life Life springs me colorless Capture my spirit take me whole Where is faith, love, appreciation, devotion? Not in my color. Not in my race Inside me where you can’t see, so I’m colorless Capture my faith My love, My devotion, My motivation Then you will capture me but I will still be colorless By Dorise Dixon 3/26/07
