Tell Us Not

In days olden When all was but rosy and golden Together we used to play Songs we sang, dances we danced Even those for other tribes Necessities we shared For each other we cared Compelled with compassion We cared even to check on how others fared We were toddlers then Intact our innocence was No tribe or bribe to divide All to us were people And still are Elders are as they were Smiles on their faces... Yet in the recesses of theirs hearts Wounds ancient still hurts Inflicted by stories of by-gones Told by those gone long ago Tell us not Of tales you were told Even now as you are old For these tales are thieves Robbing us not only peace But even friends, family and trust Rivalries they breed Fostering selfishness and greed How shall we dance Talk, eat, laugh, work, help, serve and build a nation If you tell us tales of pain? Tell us not!