The American Indian
The American Indians have a story to tell
and a way of life that history knows so well.
For many years, the great tribes stretched across the land.
Raising their families from nature’s own hand.
They built their homes in the mountains, deserts and plains.
Planted their crops and hunted the wild game.
They used the land as a way to survive,
Built their homes from the buffalo’s hide.
There were many things about them that seemed so strange,
A different way of life before the white man came.
And when they fought a battle that would take a war to win,
They were put on reservations and lost their hunting land.
The white eyes gave them food and built them a home,
Took away their honor, as they tossed them a bone.
As the years pass, we love to think back to the day,
And paint our picture in the color of the Indian way.
For the silence of a village sitting on the banks of a stream.
Could there be a prettier picture of the American Dream?
Copyright © Patrick Kelly | Year Posted 2021
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