indian song (standard:poetry, 277 words)
Author: Anonymous	Added: Feb 16 2009	Views/Reads: 2911/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
poem

song of the indian 

upon this land i look to keep but tracks of white man i do see he comes
to take thats" not his own to pollute this land and sing his song 

He is a stranger to the red man eyes his ways of doing the red man
despise he claims the land that not his own and with irons of death he 
takes red man home. 

he kills for not hunger sake leaving carcases behind in the sun he
litters the forest without a sigh and the red man forest is barren of 
the bufflo cry 

his ways are strange in the red man eyes he kills for sport without a
sigh and the land he takes with the power of blood his numbers are many 
and with irons of hurt in his hand he sheds the blood of the red man 
clans. 

he takes that which is not his own takeing the home of the red man
setting some land apart to the red man to live as if this native home 
of the red man belonged to him. the great white spirit sees the deeds 
of all men even the white man ways are before the great spirit eyes and 
it is certain this great spirit sees the tears of the red mans"eyes 

vengence will come to the red man someday when all the woodland is gone
and there is not the sound of the wild bird nor the sound of any beast 
of the fields or woodlands the white man will long for food and there 
will be none and then the tears of white mans" eyes will have begun" 


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