I Confess

I am man, I am woman

I am soldier and civilian

I am Arab, I am Irish

and okay, a wee bit

German

I am your father, I am your mother

I am your sister and your brother

no rights nor reason born

to imprison me in your sorrow

Instead,

determinations a self-decided

factor, the factual remains as night

steadfast and surgical

arrests –

aims to confess,

this is the way the day

compliments the flight

of the crows, who call back

the black curtain

of the night

Forget never,

I claim the sun and stars

I claim the night, I am the day

my world sees no prisoners

my bloodline reaps the great-ness

the best-est, erst-

the lightest, thrice

the world times 3

including me.

I am thee.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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