Happy Thanksgiving

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

We’re not all Americans though
On the other hand
On the other hand
Gratitude is always in season
Given we’re all fingers of one hand
On the other hand
On the other hand
It isn’t rooted in slavery and genocide either
On the other hand
On the other hand
We breathe in, we breathe out, we breathe on

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 12, 2019, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. Sometimes it seems a shame we can’t choose our ancestors.

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  2. thanks for keeping
    your balance, Ben 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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