Ancestors tell me
In voices clear
Be close, but not near.
For centuries they took us
Never seen again
Ancient bones remain hidden
Under greed, envy and pain.
Wrath settles in dust.
Waken state they wake
Soldiers shoulders wide
Enemies show their scales
Poking the bear on the line.
Snakes rattle and spit
Ancestors remind me of it
Pirates of Barbary
Fair freedoms fought
Hold children safe
Whilst history is untaught
As we move into darkness
I hold to brotherly faith
I remember the contest but
Never the race.
The end.
By Samantha Harris
