I am the slave in chains and the slaveholder
I am the child whose life was taken and the Mother that took it
I am the Earth that is dying as my body is dying
I am the fucking evening news and the smiling face that reports it
I am the mangled body of a hungry child and the one that says "it's someone else’s problem"
I am the victim of countless crimes and the perpetrators of those crimes
I am the light that shines from the sky and the sky itself
I am the creator, the chooser, the One
I am all there is and the limitless possibility of what can be
I am the chosen One.
Written February 1996