‘I Pity U’

What is logic? What is reason? What if God took your mind away? What is left?

I was born with a soul. A soul that although has wounds, it permeates through my entire being reiterated, and reaffirmed by my culture, nature, music, dance, and…even how think. No, it’s not a mathematical problem, so there’s no need for a solution. It doesn’t squelch my intellect but rather illuminates it. My mind does not function without the fullness of my soul.

Wanna know a little secret? Psyche means soul…So, while you are feeding your mind, you are feeding your soul. Our souls cannot be separated from our minds.

You who only assess my thoughts, my cognition, my genius, my seamless flow that runs from head to toe by a criterion that satisfies your “records” I pity you.

Why? Because it’s not me that you are rejecting, it is you rejecting the fullness of your own soul. Sittin’ stiff and miffed at my natural glow won’t make me stop shinin’ — even if you have delusions of control.

Sometimes I’m the professor, and sometimes I’m Ginger. Gingerly, skipping along even wandering in a deserted island with my ‘Chocolate’ tattoo too taboo for my soulful groove.

I pity you.