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I can

Hear the drums

Of my ancestors

Begin to

Beat within my head

As I spread my

Arms wide to

The sky

And I

Reach…

Twist…

Dance in

Sync with

The rhythms

Bestowed

Upon me

Through

My heredity

Proudly do I

Stomp

Proudly do I

Raise my

Voice to

The heavens

In celebration

Of whom

I am

Whom I am

To

Become…

Steadily

Do those drums

Play

The sound

Echoing

Throughout my

Every fiber

Reverberating

Through

My viens

And

I

Exclaim

“Freedom!”

©tam 2/1/2019

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“Power Of Language”

The
Language
In your words
Drive me to
Conform to
Your
Desire

Like a
Flower
Open unto you
my
Passion
With clarity

As to
What’s to
Arise…

Temperature
High setting
Fire to
This bed of
Reality

Bringing
Finality to
This situation
At hand
As Hands
Are on
Thighs

Bringing an
End to my
Preception

As beneath
Power I
Quiver with
The intent of
Seeking
Pleasure…

If only
For this
Moment

I
Love
You.
©Tam06/17/14

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