As a child I built my soul out of bricks
Unmoving unshakeable everything fit
But hurricanes crashed into my soul
Leaving shattered windows and walls with holes
As I looked at the ruins before me
With a new vision I rebuilt my identity
My soul finds rest in a new face
De-colonized vision restructure my faith
Rise from the earth my indigenous mind
Surveying with world with reborn eyes
I can have purpose as reclaimer
The sun reminding me of my creator
I rebuilt my soul out of wild-lands
Free fine bricks and concrete plans
Roots that grow deep into history
Retracing leaves on the family tree
When the hurricanes come I remain
Despite the violence of change