 bobbimay
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56/F/Tucson, Arizona
Join Date: Jan 2008 |
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Grandfather, do you know me?
I am your blood.
The daughter of your son.
I come to ask you a question Grandfather.
Grandfather, don't you know me?
Can I stop being Indian now?
There are others that want to be Indian,
And if they can start from nothing,
I should be able to stop from something?
Grandfather, don't you know me?
Grandfather, I don't look like you.
I don't know what you know.
It would be easy for me to hide behind my paler skin.
No one would know the pain I feel,
Or see the tears I cry for your Great Grandchildren.
Grandfather, don't you know me?
Grandfather, look what I have done to our world.
Mother Earth is on her knees.
The Snake and Owl rule the day.
I don't understand the language you speak Grandfather.
Grandfather, don't you know me?
Grandfather, I want my Pepsi, Levi's and Porsche too.
I want to go where the others go,
And see the things they see too.
I don't have time to dance in the old way Grandfather.
Grandfather?
Grandfather, why are you crying?
Grandfather, why are you crying?
Grandfather, please stop crying.
Grandfather, don't you know me? | |
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47070 points | | Bobbi, That's beautiful.... Where is it from,... who wrote it? |
bobbimay
Über-Minister+
15182 points | | it was written by one of the youth in my tribe her name is carrah nighthorse.....she submitted to the weekly bulletin she told me I can post it. |
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