Homage

I represent

The little people and

The has-beens

And all those who 

Had a voice and

Who have no voice

So I 

Wrap them up

Their thoughts

And ideas and

Redemption songs

And struggles and

Triumphs

And I 

Wear them around me

Like a Cashmina

For warth

Comfort and

Remembrance.

I represent

The forgotten

Whose bones

Rest thousands of miles

Below the abyss

But

Whose souls dwell in me and

Take shape

Through song

Dance/food

Stories and 

my HAIR

I represent the

Little people

The has-beens

The forgotten

Who shout

To be heard and

Cry to be

Felt/cause

This is the only 

Way

For them,

I represent the

Little ones’

Those who had

No voice and

Have no voice

I Represent and

THEY Represent ME.