I am happy
Yes I am.
The smile on my face says it all.
Can't you see how wide my grin is?
How the fine lines caused by too much laughter stands out like a dark blot on the white man's skin?
I am content.
No I do not sigh for sadness,
I sigh because I am content.
Happy with the way things are,
Happy with how far I have come.
The tears running down my face?
They are of joy.
No, I am not sad .
I am extremely happy.
The tears on my face tell the story.
My walk is slow not because of the burden I bear,
It is caused by the overdose of elation in me that have caused my steps to rhyme with that of a drunk.
I say again, I am happy.
I. Love this poem by brainstorm
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