My tribe
I love my tribe we live full and free always trying to see the world as it's ment to be,
Never caring for much in our lives has always led to the lack of strife,
Ever moving from place to place as the wind kisses our sunburnt face,
Always keeping our integrity true to ourselves we choose to be,
Elders clap their hands and sing of the bounty that the harvest always brings,
As children join in the dance and song we all chime in and just sing along,
No one in the world is as happy as me because in my Tribe there will always be a place for me.
By
Blane r bunbury
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