Tribal Atrocity.

Where have we all gone,
we, of the Continental Song?
Our tribes have scattered;
from one corner to the other;
crossing the boundary,
belonging to another,
blue-blooded dandy forces,
imposed upon the blood that courses –
through these very veins,
alas, half of me is ashamed…
Where have all of the Eagles flown,
do they, like us – call no place “home”?
Our people were shattered;
from head to toe bone;
put off on our own,
in the wastelands we roam,
stolen sacred prophecies,
small-poxed, drunken atrocities –
bronzed statuesque,
yes, we gave our very best…
Where has the great sacrifice led?
Buried beneath the bones of our dead,
Our soils grow green trees born of,
a chisel-cheeked dark, strong blood,
it bleeds red and true…from sky to sand;
our forefathers’ burn fires through our hands;
deceitful lies, so much blood in our eyes –
I can hardly see through–
but they can see me with my mixed skin,
and I’m just as confused as any of them.

Ancient Proverbs: 5 – Shawnee Wisdom.

“All who have died were created equal.”

~The Shawnee

shawnee folk depiction 1850s

The Shawnee are another one of the oldest and most well established Native tribes in the US; it is also my own tribe. The Shawnee have rooted themselves deeply, along with other tribes (such as the Iroquois) all along the ranges of our continent, all the way up to Inuit territory near Alaska. They were widely forced to assimilate with the Cherokee Nation during the colonial days of settlement and widespread disease out of a sheer desperation to survive as a tribe. Tecumseh was a historically recognized Shawnee Native leader of the tribes during times of severe unrest and civil war.

tecumseh2

Tribal Atrocity.

Tribal Atrocity.

Tribal Atrocity.

Where have we all gone, we, of the continental Wind Song?
Our tribes have scattered; from one corner to the other;
crossing boundaries belonging to another,
brute forces, pumped with the same blood that courses –
through these veins, aye – I am ashamed;
although I would not make a single change…
Where have all of the Eagles flown, do they, like us – have no home?
Our people were have shattered; from head to toe bone;
seeming contented with the wastelands we roam,
stolen prophecies, war-fared and small-poxed into atrocities –
bronzed statuesque, yes – we gave our best;
our collective spirit can still rise against…
Where has the Greatness led, buried beneath the bones of our dead?
Our soils are born of, a strong blood, it bleeds true…sky to sand;
our grandfathers’ names burn testimonial ink through our hands;
deceitful lies, maintains so much blood in my eyes –
I cannot see, there – and they cannot see me;
A native who is a foreigner in her eldest forefather’s country.

A Wise Man Once Said:

Tecumseh

Tecumseh

““So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion;respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend,even a stranger, when in a lonely place.Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living.If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.” ”

“A twig breaks, but a bundle holds strong.”

“When the legends die, the dreams end…there is no more greatness.”

-Tecumseh, Shawnee Leader

Allegiance.

american-flag-backround-10I still pledge my allegiance –
To a long, lost flag:
Of The United States of America;
Not to the Corrupt Politicians,
For which it now stands;
One Nation, Under Control;
No Liberty or Justice at all.