Where I'm From

Where I’m from

I am from sun-filled days and cold moonlit nights,

With the desert wind howling outside paned windows.

I’m from the permeating aroma of a thousand rams being roasted,

During the yearly Big Salah celebration.

I’m from Saturday morning cartoons and Sunday visits.

I’m from busy markets, ripe, juicy yellow mangoes,

And malaria-carrying mosquitoes.

I’m from oppressive military rule to a shaky democracy,

From naps under lime trees and excursions to Olumo Rock.

I’m from loving Parents, doting Siblings,

Caring Kith and Kin.

I’m from overcoming obstacles,

And making it to the Land of the Free.

I’m from physical pain and emotional ecstasy.

From strong Faith, stoic Hope and Lemonades out of Lemons.

I am from Grace, Grace unending.