these people
were put on this Earth
by the same faces
I recognize as my ancestors.

these people
are the real constants
in an ever-changing life
of madness and movement

these people
are bounded to me by blood
but also
by their love

these people
are what prayers of thanks
were invented
to be thankful for

these people
are my best friends
that I have been gifted
and did not have to earn

these people
watched me crawl
and these people
watched me sprint

these people
know who I have been
and what I have done

and these people will continue to watch me countlessly redefine who I am.