DON’T
look at me and decide who I am
DON’T
conclude I must be who you see for coursing within me is the product of a thousand lives and I am but the genetic sum
of all that ever was
before me.
Perhaps I am even the same me
through a thousand lives,
a reinvented me or a me from genetic memory you will never see anymore than you can hear the drums of my tribal past within my hazel-green gaze or the summer tan that hints at
something more than your eyes behold…
BEAT
like a wave upon a shoreline
BEAT like the roar of my thousand lives.
So, before you presume you know me and label me with traits of your imaginings,
before you dare say anythingDON’T