My Skin Was RedA Poem by Healing StarThere is one who stands behind me, who is Red, True, a little taller, and has always got my back.In another Day In another Way My skin was Red I lived with no Bed In another Time Before the Crime I walked this Land I was sifted like the Sand I wore Paint I was no Saint But Power rolled through my Hands I knew my meaning of my Glands I stood on a Hill A time before the Pill I went to the Mother For my Medicine like no Other I was a Humble Man, but Clear Knowing to hold my Heart Near I saw beyond this image Painted I saw myself and never Fainted I stood for Truth I was strong from my Youth Living the Life of my Tribe You could never turn me with a Bribe I was never taught the things I know Now I was never taught that I needed to Bow Standing True I knew, I Knew That I was gifted with a Heart that was True This one who lived so long Ago He is my Brother that I've come to Know I don't know how I'm able to feel him Near But when he's with me I have no Fear
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StatsAuthorHealing StarSouth Jordan, UTAboutI am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..Writing
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