(Spoken Word) by Chardonnay Beaver
The path that I now walk hasn’t always been what it appears to be
Listen closely and you’ll hear
Songs of sorrow and gospel weeps that resound in heaven
For they prayed for me
Oh look
Please do look closely
Do you see the footmarks that lie beneath my feet?
Those aren’t mine, yet they’ve been leading me
Fields of evergreen were once magnolia trees
Sweet and fresh
Some raved, until Billie Holiday
pointed out the sudden smell of burning flesh
That floated along the airways
Provoking these footmarks to multiple
For the chance to feel the rays of brighter days
Alas, the path was paved
The price was paid
Fear had stopped
Fights were fought
The present is not
The past
But where my feet stand
Where I walk along this path
Is not the aftermath
It's the answer to the equation
And I am the proof
That resilience
Plus fight
Times faith
Equals me
I am my ancestor’s wildest dreams
Know that this path I now walk is a continuation of history
The fulfillment of their legacy
This Path
I Now
Walk
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