Below is the poem entitled Sadness is a Visable Spoken Word which was written by poet
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"Oh, hear me chiefs, for I am tired with a sick and sad heart, and from where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever!" - Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce
The day these words were spoken must've been a day that clearly had shown to each native American as a passing marked of great sadness, a sadness seen in their own unique perspective, maybe as the end-view of a Peoples reaching eyes, ...eyes found looking back at this ancestral homeland in a great beholding, ... as if the imminent future had left out on an open grassy plain, a thousand souls in wait - for the sharing of a final night of thoughts under a Northen Lights glow. Sadly, the last memory of its running beauty their time would ever know...