![]() IndianA Poem by Rikkevi Rue![]() a tribute to my ancestors...and the sorrow of it. My Great Great Grandmother walked the Trail of Tears and lived...![]() Indian Walk on soft skin- moccasin soundless whisper- spirits kin born of nature- to begin eagle’s flight- American first to walk here- Indian Cherokee and Chippewa proud Shoshone, brave Choctaw Iroquois and Blackfoot- all lived what white men never saw answered to the spirits call Justice rock, tomahawk hunter’s fortune, feathered stalk other world, other thought wind with life, spirit talk spirit guided, Redman’s lot Hungry Beaver, Running Bear Deer In Water, Panther Stare Little Eagle, Mustang Hair Flaming Arrow, Dancing Mare spirits balance, Redman’s care Children of the first blue sky, born of glory, free to die, talking with the shadowed night, free to ride and free to fight, some to share the Spirit’s sight nature’s beauty, endless land none to own, but all command world between, two waters sands all to hold between his hands ended by a white-skinned man hunt before first mornings light, endless sky the clouds true white, living by the hunter’s knife, welcomed by a prairie wide, cloaked by natures skin at night. Sun-tipped teepees- village day, glide on horses- bareback way, free to ride, free to play, feathers flying, hair in braid, joyous freedom, few will say. Left to crawl or live again, robbed of rights- American, hunting freedom in red skin, little left embittered kin, cornered spirit- Indian Children of the first true light, free to fight, free to die, trails of tears the only right, left to sorrow in the night, die or trade red skin for white. (sung)
"We came here to this land promised by the spirits- free only due to live the quest and own the freedom land where eagles e’r could fly" Rikkevi Rue copyright 2010 all rights reserved
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