Inheritance Poem by Pamela Davison

Destiny’s child spoke to me,
Accentuating the triumph
Of my forebears,
Gifting me with their legacy
In the form of this life
I now walk.

Their visions were appointed
Upon my birthday,
An inheritance to my independence
And the sovereignty
For which they fought.
I am what they believed in.

They saw in me
Relative dreams
And prayed
They would not be denied
Thoughtful significance
When at last I reached tomorrow.

This is why
I’ve chosen
To remember and carry
Their distinction
To another destiny’s child
Who waits anointing.

I have become grandparent
To hope’s ancestors,
Building the fortune of their future
With every word and deed,
Processing accountability,
Even in my sleeping.

Let the possibilities
Of the past
Exist within today,
Making clear our union
With all descendants;
Most significant to our immortality.