I stumble upon my mistakes
As a thief in the night
Blindly
Without a clue
Episodes that repeat
As often as the rain
I am lost
Somewhere
Within a million raindrops
I exist
But to die
My footprint visible
Only in death
I am
The progeny
Of a thousand sons
Borne
Of a thousand daughters
Darkened
Of the earth
I am
Alpha and omega
Pharos to the Pharaohs
I am lost
Yet
I am found
Desecrated
And despised
Spit upon
And scorned
I am
A constant reminder
Of that
Which you are not
I am
King of Kings
I am black
And I
Am lost