The Animals Speak about History
in my dreams the animals gather to tell me of the legends of the People,
and what rolls they played and how did they help the animals,
then the settlers came to share the lands and grow crops,
we saw this as a good thing at first,then more and more settlers,
the White Man had to have Great Power,so they Appointed themselves into this power,
they took our lands for their own as if we had no say,
then hunted us down for protecting what was ours,
then raped our lands and our people,claiming progress as they went,
we tried to do things in a peaceful manner,
and turned our backs on those who lied to us repeatedly,
but that was not good,for it only angered the White Man
and we got more and more into a war they started upon our great Nation,
and our Lands,and against every man woman and child,with the Red Man's Skin...
some of us survived,only to be met with more hate and conflict,
in yet another battle of Skin color,and thousands of Black Men and Women,
with their families needed our help like we tried to help the White man at first...
and the White man Declaired yet another war called "Revolution"...
and Red Man's Blood and Pains were simply swept under the WhiteHouse rugs,
or burried in Treaties for our People to Follow,and tiny hunting grounds
with little or nothing to hunt,precious little water...
Now some are trying to rebuild for his kind,
the Great Honour that his Family once had,that was taken away so many years ago,
forgotten moons of the past...a trickle of a river,once Mighty and strong...
Michael"LonelySoul"