Monarch

It is time to wake up and be truthful to ourselves. We are just a dream lacking butterfly wings. It times to strive for more. The floor has no ceiling. Our dynasty will form. Our destiny is ours. The monarch must rule. We are the colors that soar. We are North America. We are the people that were discovered. This is our time to thrive. We have survive through atrocities. We reside in our given places. We are the faces of tribes. Those that hate us are not within this world. We are of a greater determination and of God. The spirits of our people are our sacred grounds. To thread across, is uncouth and unsound. We will stand up for our rights. We will fight for our way of life. We are the voices of Chiefs. We are the Tribes.