I flew away in a state of grace,
to get away and find something more important than the color of my skin or my race.
Although it seems important,
I was on a much bigger journey than that.
I was out to find myself, my character, and a feeling that would leave me in an opposite feeling of flat.
I was trying to find the destination of truth, that would give me hope and my roots.
Roots not to my ancestors,
but maybe my soul.