My soul is connected so deep in this earth. That when it is damaged my soul hurts. The pain runs so deep. My soul is straddled across the seven seas, my ancestors died in the waters you see. It hurts the pain it hurts. You walk across the head of me, when you walk across this land. My ancestors are buried every where. It hurts how deep it hurts. I know that is my confusion. I know what is my pain. But I can’t run nor can I hide. The pain comes down like rain. My soul. I must. Set it free. I will try until I die. If I give up what was my soul worth. It is the world to me.