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I am A Unique Creation
I am a unique creation.
My skin is a mixture of
mahogany and butter scotch.
My voice is as soothing as a
gentle breeze,
or the foaming beach water
rushing up to meet aching tired feet.
I am a unique creation.
My mother assisted in my creation.
She herself being a created creation
of the Creator Himself.
From His finger tips
and through her womb
a miracle was born.
Born into creativity
for they both
possessed it in their loins.
I am a unique creation.
My history dates back
much farther than
I can remember.
From mother, grandmother, great-grandmother.
I was seen in a vision by
Sojourner Truth and Harriet Tubman
who both proved that
slavery was not likely
to be settled for
by these creative creations.
Beyond the Native Americans
who mingled with the stolen slaves
brought to this strange land
on a filthy slave ship.
Beyond that to thousands
of years before the birth of Christ.
There was a glimpse of me
in the third eye of Isis
while Osirus smiled and said,
“So let it be done”.
I am a unique creation.
I have the power of
femininity and creativity in me.
I create lives.
Lives that grow up
to receive infinite wisdom
from their created creation-me.
And when I am gone
the ability to create
DNA that remotely resembles theirs
will be lost
as my ashes fly through the wind.
I am a unique creation.
Destined to rule over
principalities and wickedness
in high places.
For I have the power
to tread over scorpions
when I wear my armor.
I am a unique creation.
and I keep creating
because I can’t do anything else.
Kaya Davis © 2001
