I stand on the shoulders of my ancestors,
by Cassandra Boyd
my predecessors holding hands that creates
yet another rung to a ladder of great strength,
A ladder of surmountable length.
This ladder built from flesh and bones long gone,
from a pride so strong, a love so far reaching that
surpasses conventional teachings.
Though alone I may stand, alone I will never be,
As I forever carry my ancestors with me.
Just like they have lifted me I will one day
do the same as my legacy.