Personal History

I wasn’t wise but there was “ the storm of the century “
She was strong but that wasn’t me.
I was welcomed by a lot of deaths
And victories of individuals and nations .

Power and guns took what belonged to my father and left others betrayed by their brothers.
What was free and fair made thousand to flee and fear,
This too isn’t like me.

I am a true definition of an equinox,
A believer and a fighter
Planted on beliefs ,
Watered by tears of pain and laughter ,
Sister to uncertainty
And a reminder that the world is a mess,
A nest , a vest and a test.

Miidong