Revolution for the essence of humanity

Someone once said
“I believe we are lost here in America,
but I also believe we can be found.”
I believe we will be found.

Revolution for the essence of humanity
Revolution for the essence of you
Revolution for the essence of humanity

My skin has no color
And no color shall own my skin
I am the color of humanity
Humanity has a color of its own

Revolution for the essence of you

No person claims my body
But I put no claim on it myself
My body is part of Humanity
And Humanity encompasses my body

Revolution for the essence of you

I stand no more in front of you
Then you stand in front of me
We stand facing each other
Looking out into the world

Revolution for the essence of humanity
Revolution for the essence of you
Revolution for the essence of humanity

I reach no more up to the sky
Then it reaches down and touches me
With me it feel all of humanity
And I feel them too

Revolution for the essence of Humanity

The ocean laps at my ankles
Taking my skin, my salt and me
And pieces of everyone are washed together
Creating the sea of ourselves

Revolution for the essence of Humanity

The waves of our sea cleanse
The dirty shores of our countries
They swirl together creating a one
And washes us all into one

Revolution for the essence of humanity
Revolution for the essence of you
Revolution for the essence of humanity

And in this one
I am no better then the next
And the next has no power over me
We are each as good as each other

Revolution for the essence of you

In my fellow human’s eyes I see myself
And I come to know myself
In my eyes they see themselves
And come to know themselves too

Revolution for the essence of you

By each other we know ourselves better
I learn the movement of my hand from my brother
The shape of my lips from my lover
And the power of touch from my daughter

Revolution for the essence of humanity
Revolution for the essence of you
Revolution for the essence of humanity

With my knowledge of myself
From the people around me
I teach the people of themselves
And through me they learn of themselves

Revolution for the essence of Humanity

But through my teaching of them
I learn more of myself
They are as much my teacher
As I am their teacher

Revolution for the essence of humanity

We learn of our world
And we sweep to the salt waters of sea
To be become the one of the dream
And in our dream we melt into one

Revolution for the essence of humanity
Revolution for the essence of you
Revolution for the essence of humanity

Then we are found.

Everytime I read this poem I get a strange feeling that its some kind of weird cross between Whitman and rap poetry. I did write it, but I'm not sure what to make of it.