Rhythm

everyone has a song

if I knew my own

I would sing it

until my souls content

it is somewhere buried

 in my consciousness

I’ll know it , when I hear it

uplifting my spirit

rising to the tune

as the sun comes up in the east

and goes down in the west

shielded by the crest of my tribe

I am safe, I am alive

patiently waiting for my song

to be played