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stuck
more than nothing
less than a whole
blood scattered across the globe
steps sunken into deserts, mountains, and rivers.
who had a touch like mine?
a voice like mine?
I come from a line of warriors, healers,
              cowards.
I come from a people of pain
shown not through my ancestral records
but the palms of my hands
the brown of my eyes.
My heritage and where I come from is an important part of me, especially because I only know half of it. The fact that I don't know the other half of me is tough. Sometimes, I want to take a step towards figuring it out, but I don't know if I'm ready for that quite yet.

So, I imagine where I've come from and think about the cultures I am a part of that I do know about. For example, I've been researching my Ojibwe roots a lot more now; it's all so fascinating!

I can't promise that a lot of my new pieces won't be about identity and such. I've been thinking about that a lot lately.

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DizzyTestament's avatar
Just a little typo(?): I think it'd be better to say "sunken" instead of "sunked". I don't think sunked is a word...

Other than that, I really like this. I'm glad your up to searching. I've made curiosities about it, but most of the time my parents shrug about it.

I think writing about identity is a good subject. I get tired of hearing the same themes - usually of love. I like them but sometimes it feels overplayed and I get numb to it.