Fred LaMotte

Admit it, you have wings, vast and golden

     like mine, like mine

You have sweat, black and salty,

     like mine, like mine

You have secrets silently singing in your blood,

     like mine, like mine

Don’t pretend that earth is not one family.

Don’t’ pretend we never hung from the same branch.

Don’t pretend we don’t ripen on each other’s breath.

Don’t pretend we didn’t come here to forgive.

— Fred LaMotte from ’My Ancestry DNA Results Came In’