They Ask me: Who am I?
Posted: Sunday, September 27, 2009
by Tariq Elyas
They Ask me: "Who am I?" *
They ask me: "Who am I?"
I am the land of unspoken truth.
I am the sky of untold stories.
I am the distant stars,
of distant children
and I don't know
which one is mine.
I am the wind…
that carries my lullaby
to a stolen generation
like a scar in a mirror
I stare at everyday.
I am the tears of the rain,
and don't tell me they are scarce.
They ask me: "who am I?"
I am the trees of unwritten history.
I am the blazing sun of spiritual
mythology.
I am the clouds of racing
heartbeats and oppressed
memories.
I am the storms that
discharge my wistful feelings.
I am the sand …
feel me in your bare feet.
I am the Ocean, and
I have many names.
I am the crushing waves
That scream FREEDOOM.
I am the rock they named,
Not the spirit they claimed.
They ask me: "who am I?"
From Adam and Eve, I am not born.
Not the land they declare.
Not an English, nor Welsh.
Neither Scottish, nor Polish.
Not a Christian, nor a Jew.
Neither Hindu, nor Buddhist.
Not a Muslim, nor a Pagan.
Not a King, nor a Queen.
Neither a Presented, nor a Chief.
I am the first and never the last.
I am Kookaburra.
Ask me to sing a song.
I am the gum trees,
burn me again.
I am Acacia,
a magnanimity
in your soul.
I am Aboriginal Dreaming,
Un- reveal my mystery.
You ask me: "who am I?"
I am… the land…
I am… I am….
I am Kanyini.
By Tariq Elyas
* I used present tense form to indicate a continuous statement, a face to face interaction, a fact that roams in our memory.
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