I am still a brother, waiting on the shores, finding my true soul family.
Where do you come from?
Who are your parents?
Which social class do you belong?
What’s the color of your skin?
That don’t matter here
We are a family connected by souls
Of me, of you, of our togetherness, our true tribe
Soul people finding each other, that’s our quest
Our bodies made of instruments of our true God
Assembling us on our feet, people of a soul
Who are unkillable as the souls they share
Reaching out to the foods in the skies, together
Our spirituality is not forgotten by time
I see your long searching eyes
And your heart built out of gold, just like mine
As your humaneness reaches out to hold others
This universe is one house
The true universe is in us, let’s birth it now
The truth is, what I need, you need it too
We are not only humans, we are so much more
Us soul people must find one another
Raise our tribe, be brothers and sisters
Be true to ourselves thus fulfilling our humanity.
Leave A Comment