Tolerating Tolerance

There are some things that one could really tolerate

Sweating it out in an unconditioned house or car

Living in my town in 100° + hot weather I appreciate

But for some kin in Iraq; it’s quite extreme heat afar

Yea, I can tolerate having less food to feed my family

We don’t go starving nor do we have bones bared

There’s a roof over our heads and with plenty utility

Tis best we’re not on the streets alone and all scared

Some folks don’t know what they’ve got till too late

Looking for more riches, wealth and lots of materials

I’m probably one of them kinds myself; I can relate

But with tolerance of not having much are good goals

And you know something? I’m glad there are friends

From all walks of life, cultures, races, and ethnicities

Without ‘em opening up and broadening my horizons

I’d be less educated and display less tolerant capacities

Hey-Gyah Ahm-Boy-Taw

~until we meet again or

until I see you again~~

Kiowa Nation

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