Their Voices

​Where is the voice of my
Ancestors on my tongue?

Without their words
I lose their stories,
I lose their lessons,
I lose their pain.

Without their words
Future generations
Have no context to their
Past, present and future.

Without their words
I am an outsider
To my own culture,
And I am disowned.

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