The Bear Claw.
I find everything in my life as a obstacle.
But what can I do to be able to pass it.
I must have power and prayer in my soul.
Pour it out and spread nothing but gold.
I feel stress and a mess.
Feeling down and not ready for another round.
I cross my battles everytime.
All I do is pray for another day.
Life seems okay.
But I only want power.
A power to conquer.
A power to change the world.
A power to change the future.
A power to chane a cure.
A power to not fear.
A power to fly and soar.
A power to not feel any pain.
A power to flush my sorrow into deep sea.
A power to grow as tall as a tree.
The power of a bear claw.
Is what my ancestors live by.
Its what we fight for through our battles.
To venture through life as we travel.
And make things possible in our struggles.
The Bear Claw is what I saw that is powerful and their its nothing like a paw.
anteaus berryhill
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