The Ink of my Pen Moves with the Rhythms of Freedom

I didn't want a prepositional phrase in the title.
so let's paste it somewhere near the Volta.
This is the Rhyme of Mad Reason, Passion,
I'm a Latina...You may have Noted
my Accentual Rhythm (my Official
Category, however Inaccurate.)
I'm a Native American by Birth
to my Beloved Mother de la Apacheria
who has Contributed to Poetics
for she Raised me and Birthed me by Fire
of language; the Reason I have such
a Particular color or Gait or Tendency
toward Self-Saturation: Through the Ink
of my Pen moves by the Rhythms of Freedom.