My Power
My culture is my
Power.
My feet dance
To humming of
Drums.
Beats and Booms bouce
Family and friends
In circular harmony.
Pain and worry dissipating
In
One
Breath
With heavy burning sage
A rich blue and black
Woven protector
Lets me sleep in peace
Catching that dark fire
That reaches for me at night.
There is strength
In knowing who I am
Who I was
To show me who
I want to be.
My culture
Is
My
Power.
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