My Soul Poem by Dieury Dumas

My soul is good
My soul is hood
My soul is simple
My soul is kind
My soul is wise
My soul has no lace
My soul has no bad trace
My soul has no hate of race
My soul loves life
My soul loves white
My soul loves black
My soul is not just local
My soul is more than global.

My soul is not just Haitian
My soul is not only Caribbean
My soul is not totally black
My soul is like me, Universal!
My soul is like we, Multidimensional!

I never wanted my soul
It will cause my death
I never seek and ask for it
It keeps coming out naked
I am his master and his slave.

My destiny! I live it with my soul
I am afraid for the price of it
Sometime, full-time, part-time
I do not even deserve it
At this time!
It is with me
Every time!

Not so good for me
… All the time in me …

The day I will die
Already written, my soul!
The day of my funeral
Already given, my soul!
Started twenty five years ago
Each day of living, my soul!
Just a tax day extension
Until the end of my session, my soul!

Engraved words on my monument
Have just been written!
The flowers are sending
My people are crying
I am just waiting.

P's! Do not kill me
Because I am writing
Because I am speaking
However, kill me
Because you are not me
Moreover, you will never be me
You will never be better than me.

Speak to speak
Write to write
If you are upset
Stop reading my rhymes
Stop crossing my lines
If you are lost pray to mine
You will be a human being
Not something being.

I just walk my walk
I just live my life
I just do me
I just follow my soul
I just listen to my heart
I just believe my light
My invisible possesses.

My soul is not to sell
My soul is all I will tell
My soul is open like a shell
My soul is clear like I spell
My soul is strong and well.

My soul will never be old
My soul will never be cold
It is amazingly bold
My soul is young
My soul is strong
Never wrong
Not to be gone
With act of gun
Elevate with song
Right now my soul is on.

My soul is free;
Has no debt
Has so doubt
Has to pay no fee.
My voyage in society
Put my soul in agony;
Look at me bad and black
Talking about me, mad and sad
Don't understand me, hate and rage
Fight me over and over, kill and steal
Trying to take me over and slave
But I dig into my soul
I found the power to fight
At the end of the battle, I win!
At the end of the day, I reign!
I find myself, I see myself, Light
Beautiful light, beautiful is my soul!