I was born at the wrong time
In my world you could peer into the waters
So clear
That you could see
all the way
to the other side
of the universe
the constellations curving around you
in a deep hug
I was born in the wrong world
In my world you could scoop up the dirt
Taste it
Eat it
Drink the soilOn occasion
To commune with the souls of the ancestors
To remember the electricity of the big bang
I was born in the wrong world
A slave to humans who thought
they could enslave everyone and everything
And I was the soil, I was the stars,
I was unbreakable,
i was another world
that would implode this wrong world
You will return
even if it is on my back
my skin branded
my land demolished
my past scuttled (but not for long)
to the world
where our roots will be the electric grid
where our language will be the banner of the wind
where we will dream by gazing at the stars
where we will weave our lives
with maize squash beans muddy embraces...
