I live for the dead…
We’re tied together with the chains of DNA,
Thousands of ancestors can hear what I say;
Their presence I feel wherever I may be;
My actions through my eyes I know they can see.
What I learn and what I do, they understand.
Tied together forever through a DNA strand.
My love and compassion washes ancient sin,
The anger and confusion are gone from my kin.
The souls of my fathers have ceased binding me down,
I can see clearly their faces, they all have a crown.
The souls of my mothers, no longer weep and cry.
Their strength and their trust gives me wings with witch I fly.
I live for the dead, and the dead died for me.
This life what I have may light what they see.