this is tewa land
indigenous land
always remember
we are the parts of this song
that never got stolen
we are the parts of the prayer
that sit here to circle
into each other
we are
parts of
the song
and recall
that we
have to mend
this sacred hoop
black red yellow white
all colors
are needing
to walk sing
cry shed
the dance
that is ours
for all of our
red black yellow white
this song
that is for them
this song
that is for us
this dance
that is for their
childrens children
but we have to stumble
on the new steps
fumble on the old ones
as we dance
this intergenerational