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My Heart That Beats

the Drum
leather on skin
the pain and the healing of two cultures
both mine and the dominant one
the dark shadow across a memory of what could have been
a sorrow forever in my heart
that beats just like
the Drum


A World Transformed

What dreams of yesterday remain in the hearts of our Children?
What do they see when they think of a time called ‘long ago’?
A colonial dream of opportunity or a land of empty promises
now filled with divisions of interests
a barrier built high with the power of Might.
Attempt to remain in the present, not just a relic of the past.
Fight for both survival and courage in a world transformed by Progress.
Do not forget.


Purity

I am at ease with the night
when the division of sky and earth is no more
when air and land blend together as one.

I am comforted to know that if I close my eyes
and open them again
I would see what I just saw
a moment
before.

A vision that confirms that I am the same inside
as outside
a time when I know the meaning of life
in the absolute darkness.

This time of night is when I feel calm, not frightened
because the purity of utter blackness
is like a clean slate
a new beginning
when anything is possible.
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