A native american poem |
I came from the shadows Of a forgotten Race We've been here from the start Proud and Strong we roamed The land of our Ancestors We lived in peace Now we are only a few Instead of the plenty Many of our family are gone now Sitting up here in our huddled few We still have gatherings and ceremonies But it's not what it used to be Columbus "Discovered" America Just look at the definition: Find out what one didn't previously know Obtain sight/knowledge for the first time I am still in a stupor Discovering land that's inhabited Maybe I could go over to China or France I could "discover" that land and take it over Put everyone there on a "Reservation" Hoping they would die off and not be heard again They came by the boat loads and took advantage Massacring my people by the hundreds of thousands Those that still stood were stuck away Where they hoped time would forget To silence the few that remained I am PROUD I am STRONG I am one of the Remaining Few I stand TALL for my people and ancestors For those that paid the ultimate sacrifice For a way of life not understood and greed of land I AM A NATIVE AMERICAN INDIAN!!! |