I come from

I come from

Muas Nkauj Liag, northern lands unknown

From refugees with blistered feet

From sun-dried flower cloths

From stories that reflect a tigress heart

From mothers’ songs feeding generations to come

I come from

Black dragons shrouded in indigo

From salty rain dancing on thatch roofs

From mouths eating from one pot of porridge

From laughter that only knew sighing

From hands calloused by reasons of love