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darkest greetings lovely pro see u in the darkness
awesome.....
Aesthetically pleasing and can spell... whatever will I do with myself? :P Here's a poem I wrote a few years ago:
History`s Son
by: Heidi Joy
April 12, 2004
From the depths of the ocean
The Earth rises to the sun
A land of paradise
Where Natives were once free to run
Where colors so bright and waters so blue
Where the birds sang and we danced to the tune
The birds remain
But we-
We have changed
We`ve walked through other worlds
But we`ve stayed right here
We have fought and we have died
And we are even those we feared
We are from afar and we are from near
We are all that has entered into our sphere
We are the hunters and the hunted
The killers and the killed
We are the souls and the hearts we`ve filled
A conflict of interest running through our veins
And now matter how diluted-
The blood cannot be drained
We are everything that`s happened to us and who did it
We are some of the proudest and yes we admit it
But inside-
An Indian runs as a White man chases
A black man bleeds and the man today faces
That all three will bleed if this one vein is cut
Taino still lives on- so, now what?
We are all three
And through these eyes all those men see
We feel the hatred and the peace
The pride never to release
With the words of the White man
The strength of the Black
The soul of the Indian
And never looking back
Today we are Latino
But yesterday more than that
Today we are Latino
But tomorrow more than that
Today we are Puerto Rico
And tomorrow-
Still.
Still on the Island and never to run
Although he`s gone Taino still lives on
Three brought together to make this one
The amazing Boricua- History`s Son
*edit* Hey back! :P
Interesting profile. I love the pictures.
With Chaotic Love,
Solea
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"I am my own canvas" I like that.. makes a lot of sense =] xx lovely profile xx
Greetings from Isis
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