I am a Man
Not just by genitalia or the way
I was woven in the womb of the woman
I thus call Mother
But, as well, by the ambition of my heart
That leaves me swung to and fro
The hands of failure and success
The battle scares of life, my heart knows well
I am Black.
Yes, it is the colour of my skin
And the rest of my African kin
And kin all over her blue and green face
It is my colour, but not the extent
Of my intelligence, ethics and morals
It does not restrict my abilities
And nor is it a cognitive dissonant
That I can be both black and highly capable
I am Gay.
A Homosexual.
Not cursed or blessed but just ruled
By the beat of the drum that,
Inside me, beats loudly
The beat of my heart
That magnetic attraction I get
When I meet someone
And happen to be taken by them,
Romantically, intimately and yes,
It just so happens that the person
Is the same sex as I
I am Human.
A Homo Sapien,
The same being as you
Breathing oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide
Heart pumping blood through my veins
Just as yours fills your veins
It is my heart, mind and soul
That make me Human,
My gender, race and sexuality
Do not make me less Homo Sapien that you
I just am who I am.
© Lawrence Mashiyane
Excerpt form the book “Divided Lines – A Poet’s Stance”
Foreword . . .
In a world of ever increasing advances seemingly created to make our lives easier to manage, envisioned to bring us together, to draw us closer, we are still in many instances isolated and at odds and validly apart. Something is missing, there is a snag, a rip, a hole in the spiritual fabric that we all see; yet we continue to fail to address.
It has been said by self-proclaimed philosophers, theologians, scholars’ and politicians that the abuse of words can be a danger, there are those that believe words are a leading factor in what ills our society. Of this we do not deny in full, there have been abuses, history is but a melody to that fact, yet it is also true that words have the innate capacity to bridge, to heal that which divides.
Opinions, views, religions, nations, people, even love divides. The focus of this book and the poets here in, is to give breath to a wide range of issues both small and controversial that lie beneath the surface. Things that we are often hesitant to discuss. In saying that, I will offer that the role of a poet is not to persuade or to add more rhetoric to the static we hear. A poet’s responsibility is to shine the light of awareness, to create a platform for dialogue, for healing, to gather up the images in an attempt to understand what we see.
Demitri Tyler, Author
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