Humanity in Process

dlherrmann

My ancestors were invaders

some three hundred

years ago, seeking

a better life regardless

of those living here.

My ancestors were invaded,

their homeland stolen,

nearly annihilated

in the process.

Who do I honor?

How do I honor

all of they

who are now me?

I am the sum

of our human family –

trials, ordeals,

and difficulties

as process continues.

  • Author: dlherrmann (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 19th, 2020 22:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: How can a person reconcile the conflicting cultures that resulted in his being?
  • Category: Family
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  • L. B. Mek

    poignant questions that is relatable to 99% of humanity, if we look back - deep enough, into the annals of divisive chaos that underlines all of history,
    thought provoking write



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