Jul 2013
I know deep
in my
heart
that I'm
not walking
these
lonely
roads alone.
Like the
wind. I
hear the
sounds
of a
thousand
drums,
majestic
feet of my
ancestors
dancing of
freedom Or
perhaps
of sorrow.
in my
heart
that I'm
not walking
these
lonely
roads alone.
Like the
wind. I
hear the
sounds
of a
thousand
drums,
majestic
feet of my
ancestors
dancing of
freedom Or
perhaps
of sorrow.
