My People

A Poem by Janet Abadir

(Inspired by my trip to Egypt)

Ashamed.

This is what I understand well.

Isolation. Running away. Not secure.

Your ways are different, shocking, counter-intuitive.

You attach. You reach out to me. You seek me out. You call me Yours.

I belong to You, and You are not ashamed of me. You love and accept me as You transform me to be whole, strong, beautiful, and gl…