I never knew life would find me.
Nor applied to be born in this generation.
Or originate from this tribe and culture.
Certainly not the first to echo my sentiments.
I know one thing,9th,1st,13th alphabets,
the final kind in my genealogy to poetisise my origin.
Forget the seeds,
I'm a tree of my own,
Branched by trials and temptations of life.
End of details.
Carswell evoL aka M.O.O
