Mariahadessa Akere Tallie
I want to walk barefoot in a place where barefoot has no name,
In a place where soul on Earth is natural,
a place where toes in soil is common as true love, laughter, and birth……
When these places leave tracks,
I follow their footsteps,
but they always lead to the sands of my own spirit.
I stand in the middle of myself bowing the Mecca I know,
the sight of me strolling barefoot into my own life,
leaving thieves and tyrants trying to control it.
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This was the poem I read my senior year in high school for a poetry reading contest, where I placed second. I remember when I was looking for a poem to read and my junior year English teacher and I stumbled upon this. It spoke to me 3 years ago, and still speaks to me now. The simplicity of the words is just beautiful.