The thought of who I am makes me glad
On plaited mats I give in to sleep
And in a hand made natural calabash I have my meals
The sweet aroma of bush meat gladdens my soul
And the sip of cold creek water refreshes my spirit
With bare feet I go from day to day
Satisfied at my culture and form
Some say its insanity
Others say is uncivilized
But that doesn’t bother me a bit
Because I believe in what I am and what I stand for
That's my culture
It's suits me myself and I
Nuxe daniel thomas
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