I will never know how it would have been
Had I been born in
another generation
Probably I would
have been a village hero
Or just an ordinary
pauper
Maybe a rejected
quarantined leper
Or a priest under
the mugumo tree
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
I will never know
how it would have been
Had I been born in
different continent
Probably I would
have skied on the snow
Or lived as a
native in the Mao forests
Maybe I would have
been a desert runner
Or just another
brat in New York
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
I will never know
how it would have been
Had I been born in
different religion
Probably I would
have long hair and a turban
Or just an ordinary
obese Buddhist monk
Maybe a world’s
wanted terrorist
Or an Indian temple
master
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
I will never know
how it would have been
Had I been born in
a different family
Probably I would
have been royalty
Or a trained
witchdoctor
Maybe the son of a
billionaire
Or a bastard in the
village
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
I will never know
how it would have been
Had I been born a
different gender
Probably I would
have been my father’s favorite
Or the one who
brings children home for mum to raise
Maybe a perfect
example for my generation
Or just another
ugly fat depressed girl
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
I will never know
how it would have been
Had I not been born
Who would my wife
be married to?
How would have my
parents lived their lives?
Who would have been
my siblings’ big brother?
Would someone else
have written this poem?
Truly I will never
know
How it would have
been
But now I know
something that has been
ME
Son to peasant
farmers
A Black male African
Born a Y generation
And a follower of
Christ
Truly I will never
know
If I am just a
RANDOM
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