I am a black woman
journeying through the wilderness
not yet in the land of promise
weeping for what was left behind
unaware of what lies ahead
holding in my bosom sustenance
to nurture, transform, and shake up a nation
praying to God for the Holy Spirit's power
for the completion of my sojourn
singing because the distant land looms large
like a mirage yet its existence is sure
shouting praise in advance of my arrival
aware I must resist complacent celebration for
helping another sister left behind
to find her way, her voice, her power, is the reason for
journeying through the wilderness
I am a black woman.
Tamara Moreland
Voice, 2000