Indoctrinated in Falsehoods

Traditions blurred so many lines in my life
I believed them without question
From so many people older and supposedly smarter than me
While I knew about morality and spirituality
I found out that I was exploited
Hijacked doctrines permeated in my brain
To the point where I thought I wasn’t good enough of a human being
(The fact I have melanin and some emotional issues only added to the paranoia)

Learning about (my) unlocked history opened my eyes
I knew the morality and spirituality was coded in
What I didn’t know was the appropriation and bastardization
Was greater than I could imagine
Doctrines for right living were perverted
Into institutionalized bigotry
Double standards in humanity
And the transformation into low key murder cults

I know everybody has their own beliefs
I do not wish to force my world view onto others
Regardless if they knew my beliefs or outlook or not
This journey of finding myself and my missing heritage
Lead to great discoveries
But also uncomfortable truths

Eza mokano ya Nzankomba…

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Coding the Heritage

So many trees and vines
Were cast into obscurity
No machete could ever be strong enough to unlock
This mysterious bloodline
After curious attempts, I had to find this cryptic element
One strand of wisdom had to be taken
To know who I really was
And to have pride in where my ancestors trod.