To my ancestors with Wind keeps blowing my heart keeps showing that the light horizon will soon be dark. My people I care for,and protect with my life though some may want to hug, and then use a knife to end the strife of our daily conflicts. At this time,there are "Dark Ages" in Europe it is dark there, but our light shines like the sun. With everlasting love, that I feel every morning. I do not kill to be killing or wound to enduce pains If you approach my people with hate in your veins then I may spill your soul and send your body back to the womb of the soil. We live outside and are very civilized since being such is the cat of being peacefull (in the words of J.H.Clarke) We know not of plagues only divine punishments in which we may recieve as a message and absorb as a truth. The end of my journey is not a possibility my journey began when I was concieived and taken away from my spiritual bliss in which I watched over all. Our souls are eternal burned in the flesh of the earth when we return it will be some peoples demise but our rebirth. Tell yourselves tell your families tell your freinds that we must not be forgotten.