To Myron Dewey

The sacred fire
Is burning
Around our eminent domain

The sentience
The emotion
The reaction to it
All will gain

From our mother
Expressing to her
That we have the understanding
And the affective to
Intensity prevailing
Heart felt to respond
Earnestly and unctuously
We all hold that bond

We are responsive to the conscious
Let our finer feelings be
The black snake
Should’t be here
Spewing toxicity

The tribes have come together
One heart and one mind
A vitality and frivolity
Buoyant you will find
Energised in spirit
Exulted maybe too
We have the most powerful aura
For together is what we do