Territory is faith
where I come from.
Land and family,
food and community.
God is standing on the mountain
sharing my view of untouched wilderness,
though no names are spoken
as I sing. The tones find resonance
in a pile of rubble, stones shaking
to find their way deeper, further home.
To change the world, one must change,
and the articulated scales
or droning strings of melody
are where my decision is made final.
My faith, my voice, my country,
my god, where else could I be?
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