Back to soul 

Picture a spiral, moving forward and not repeating back

I am not what my ancestors lacked

Leave the past, the hurt, the shame, and pain

Moving slowly as the snail towards growth, love, healing, self-worth, and gain

I am not the mistake my ancestors made

I am love and the hate

I will leave behind and trade

As I move forward to live in peace

I let go and let the pain cease

I shall remove myself from this guilt of yesteryear to leave the thunder

Looking toward life, dreams, change, and wonder

Not forgetting the grief that was caused by man’s sins

However, moving ahead and creating a life filled with hope where healing begins

By Irene Doucet