I would like to end with my poem, “Coloured Woman” I am coloured Like rainbows Mixed Not mixed up A chip of the old block Not a chip on my shoulders Radiant, confident A rich heritage of nations United Nations The blood that flows Through my veins An ever-flowing river That never forgets its source Eden A conqueror I battle and overcome Grateful for the cross That set me free I see you Coloured Woman
Tania L. Hernandez www.tanialhernandez.com
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Jamaican Diaspora
