breathe.

i am somebody

i am a song to be sung

i am a voice to be heard

i am, above all else, a spirit bird

i am a riveting story to tell

i am a bestseller waiting to be written

i am a lesson learnt the hard way

i am like a sister to Fay

i am the first grand daughter to Iris

i am a part of his wonderful conception

i am learning, growing, spiritually metamorphosing

i am the sun rising in the morning

i am the sound a baby's first cry
i am in the nervous anticipation of a father
i am in a mother's breast oozing with the food of life
i am a peace meeting in a land of strife

i am Afro-Caribbean
i am in the memory of a people who fought for freedom!
i am in the blood sweet and tears of fighting ministry
i am born out of a rich ancestry

i am soft lips waiting to be kissed

i am warm arms to enfold you

i am the present, the future, the past tense

i am the rain, the wind, i am the elements

i am somebody

i am a sweet song to be sung

i am a voice to be heard

i am, in essence, a spirit bird.