these songs that we have forgotten to sing
pulse in our veins like they were our ownbut we know
lyrics and drop beats come from geneologies and raindrops
our mother passed these songs to us through breast milk
nurtured our hearts with her strength
promised us nothing but full stomaches and souls
and that was enough to know that
we are the vessels
the instruments
the strings
the vocal chords
vibrating in unison
hoping that
our actions today
and our history
can be the difference between what is and what will be
today, we will remember to sing
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