I have a rich, strong heritage,
On the path to my destiny;
Each sorrow, joy and struggle.
Has become my legacy.
For on that path were stepping stones,
Some paved with bitter tears;
By those who came before me,
Who walked there through the years.
Their gift was a better tomorrow,
And a light to shine my way;
I walk on my path with head held high,
Because of yesterday.
Allison Chambers Coxsey