We ain’t no army of the damned

Pack your bags
Gather your medicines
Ready your gifts
Your stories
Your strength
They will be needed
To our thinkers
To our children
To those who keep us fed
To old ones
Both here
And those arriving later
To leaders
Who speak in silences
Who show us how to live
Those who take up care

We ain’t no army of the damned
We are something new
Imagined
When
They tried to silence “drums”
Be ready
Listen careful
Why the Clan Grandmothers
Will retake the hill
You are warriors of hope
Of numbers
Letters
Strategy
Once slaves
Soon Captains of the hunt

Pehiw 2022
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