Rooted/Feeded |
by Femme Fatale |
I know where I once came from a placed filled with spirited drums when I go home I feel the magic powers inside where people on the dirt roads walk with pride as the sun set on the early horizon I still see my ancestor's keep on fightin' for all the justices of equal opportunity as many others struggle for generosity you can only imagine those in need where I remain close to my roots and chose to feed! |