To the Rivers He has Known
I was born crossing water and thus boundaries and I
was born in the old confederacy and raised in a free
state. And I knew rivers but I could never know them
as an African has. My rivers did not separate me or
keep me enslaved. And my passage was at will and whim
only needing a lift or car.
His rivers, were not tamed or dammed or docile
boundaries of this muddy broth?
my rivers are mere