Open
your arms
to me,
Omo Yemoja
and I,
quite safely,
will carry you
across our water.
You long
for your home,
it is in your heart
and not lost.
Do my work here
first
and I will take you
home.
It is mine too.
But you, I own
and together
we will write.
I am your memory,
your guide
and your sight.
See through my eyes
willingly
and blessed with success
and the things we love
you will be
My daughter,
own me.
– Camille Adams
