I want to know you
From you my existence has sprouted
From you my gifts offered up in a splendor
From you I now live

Give me some words
Beyond this tearful portrait
So that I can speak for you
Come in and grant me the lyrics
To accompany my already discovered voice

I’ve inherited the truth
Guide me to understand it
And in that guidance
Bring me closer to you

My sole provider
Generations of your spirit have been brought forth
Into my mother and in her pain
She can speak those words you weren’t strong enough to say
And inherently I’ve chosen to listen to that self
That in times of past turmoil has been overlooked
She hasn’t gone the whole distance
Realized too late

But I
Thanks be to the wisdom in my blood
And the firm ground below my feet
That I now can finally say those words
The ancient truths of our ancestors
That you’ve been too crippled to pronounce

I was made whole
What a blessing that is