Regina

You know

I’d greatly appreciate it if

you let my trail remain

without your spoiling it

by following too closely

that when I look back

I cannot find my own

prints.

 

You know

it would be really nice if

you let me feel the breeze around

without your spoiling it

by breathing hot air

down my neck

that I cannot smell the sweetness

in my own breath.

 

Wouldn’t it be great

if you sat there in your chair

without wondering what I was doing in mine

if I was entitled to the throne

if the crown on my head suiting enough

if my kente was weighing me down

or if my beads were authentic.

 

You know

it would be a great thing

if you let my trail remain

and my breath waft in the air

and let me be

Regina.

 

 

 

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