I am listening native songs
trying to learn some culture
their language structuring
full of joy, love, sadness
their travels hunting food
birth of newborn always nice
I love their pride, resilience
yet we from new world. try to
change that we end up destroying
their lives, drive them loving
our juice of love, air of passion
having hard time going with flow
they become nobody or homeless
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