Who's My True Ancestor

Why so much thought of race? We are West Indian people but most importantly, we are citizens of the world. I gave up years ago trying to associate myself with any one type of people. I like Japanese customs and their business attitude, I like Barack Obama’s politics and I like the teachings of the Bible.

 

Who’s My True Ancestor

When I was young they told me

How my paternal great granddad was an ecky-becky

On my mothers side I had an Indian great grand

She married a half breed Chinese man

My name was taken from an American Lord

Yankee man who travelled by ship with slaves aboard

They said he was originally from Scotland and crossed

Regularly from coast to coast selling men at minimal cost

Under the many gene pools that tainted my blood

East to West, all kinds of manhood

Am I to contend that from my dark colored skin

None of these races have any part within

Can it be that I am chiefly a Black

Ethnically linked to a more African track

Should I refuse the many other tributaries

That converge to form this present man from the West Indies

Or can we not be so devoted to race but rather to blood

Race divides us humanity unites us so which do you think I should?

 

 



Thanks to the The Barbados Free Press family for their kind comments and appreciation of this poem

 

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