Your ancestors will rise

In every cell in your body

In shackles and chains

That only you could unlock

With shattered hearts

Only you can mend

With tortured stories of lives gone astray

Only you can rewrite

With buried hatred

Only you can heal

Just waiting for someone to take their hand

And show them there is another way

To soften those moments

Where the darkness forgot

That forgiveness is the path

To redemption.