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More than DNA

Where I come from is no easy question
The answer even more complicated  
For I am so much more than my ancestry  
  
I was born in the land of the free  
yet my soul is old, from foreign lands  
I queue, apologize for apologizing, yet  
my bluntness borders on breathtaking  
A cuppa solves all the world’s problems  
So do many shot glasses of ice cold vodka  
   
I come from generations of stiff-necked people  
Stubborn, willful, unyielding, even unto death  
my race is my religion, I bow before no man  
   
Poets, painters, scientists, innovators precede me  
So many geniuses struck with the artist’s disease  
I was not spared their fate, I just know to live better  
Eccentric, eclectic, experimental, educated, earnest  
are just a few words that describe my inheritance  
So are manic, melancholy, melodious, magnanimous    
   
If I perished tomorrow, what would be my legacy?  
A survivor, mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend  
My words, force of will, devotion to absolute truth  
will be remembered of me -I ask for nothing more.
Author's Note
This piece was written for a competition that asked two things: to explain our heritage and what we feel will be remembered of us. I think heritage is more than physical characteristics, race, blood type - it includes personality and intangible ways that show we are like those who came before us. I wove in nationalities, religion, and character traits to describe both.
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