I want to show you some pictures first

by Jeremy Evans

They’re not mine

I don’t have any of my own

I found them

I dug them up

I took them

I give them to you

I share them with you

Take them

Make them yours

They belong to us now

With love

They tell the tale

It’s the tale of our ancestors and the feats that they performed

And the wonders to behold

And the triumphs of good over evil

Wait, No, I’ll start again

When I was young,

Wait, No, I’ll start again

Because I do have a tale to tell you

When we were young, my mother would gather us all together to tell us the tale of our ancestors and the feats that they performed

And the wonders to behold

And the triumphs of good over evil

Wait, No, I’ll start again.

She was from a long line of storytellers

This much I know, as this is the tale of our ancestors and feats.

And wonders

And triumphs, oh so good.

And this is how I remember her telling it.