Half
"You are half of one of them," he said.
I replied to him defensively, as if he had violated my inner pride:
"How did you know?"
If the time came, I would not be one of them
And I would not give shelter if they were rounded up,
I have the marks that make me not-one
Yet you see and say, as if nature knows.
I perceive that
I am enough to pass.
I beg of you, don't give me away
For I tell you, this half has not formed
The me I am today.
12/2/11
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