David Yobby - I'm Me

I come from the tribe
Of the tribeless
We speak in signs
For verbs condemn us to death

I come from the land
Of the landless
We till the air
For no one can claim it

I come from the past
Of the pastless
I am a newborn
With no sin to my name

I come from no-man's land
I don't know how I got there
Or when my neighbour arrived
So we have to share

My skin has no colour
My music is mute
My eyes are sightless
I can't hear
I can't think
I have no enemies
Or friends.

David Yobby

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