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StrongButch · 02-04-2013, 01:21 PM

Ive walked the land of the ancient ones. Long since gone Generations. I can still feel their laughter ... their pain. I can still hear their songs. Hear their drums beating against a darkened sky. I can see them dancing. I can still see their horses painted for war. Still see Mothers and wives with tears in their eyes. But pride in their hearts. I can hear their chants ... their prayers. Still the memories and pride run deep in my own heart and soul as it did. The people...Medicine and Holy men and women ... the Chiefs. This is my heritage- Native American. Spirit of yesterday- Is the spirit of tommorow.

02-04-2013, 01:21 PM	#1421
StrongButch Member How Do You Identify?: I see the world thru a lens Preferred Pronoun?: Yes Boss Relationship Status: Chillin out with awesome women Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: San Francisco Posts: 1,376 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,018 Thanked 4,183 Times in 1,180 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	Native Ive walked the land of the ancient ones. Long since gone Generations. I can still feel their laughter ... their pain. I can still hear their songs. Hear their drums beating against a darkened sky. I can see them dancing. I can still see their horses painted for war. Still see Mothers and wives with tears in their eyes. But pride in their hearts. I can hear their chants ... their prayers. Still the memories and pride run deep in my own heart and soul as it did. The people...Medicine and Holy men and women ... the Chiefs. This is my heritage- Native American. Spirit of yesterday- Is the spirit of tommorow. __________________ Life is like music,so it can be played in many different styles.