Among His Tribe

He would step out of the night and light a fire among his tribe Carving from a bear's tooth, he used the flesh to feed the youth He'd salt it down... Sails were made from darkened hide, fish were caught in the lowest tide Thought of war kept him strong, he listened for the battle song In the night... And the old would teach the young to heed the word of the master's tongue A chosen son would take a bride and light the fire among his tribe And on and on... --- Among His Tribe - Ween