Sacred Ground


	SACRED GROUND When this fertile land was first “discovered the native people were already here, Living in rhythm with Mother Earth on the land they held so dear. It was the land of their people to which their hearts were tightly bound, It was the resting-place of their ancestors to the native people it was sacred ground. Why were they forced to fight why did they have to flee? From the villages of their birth and give to the strangers from across the sea. The native people have suffered much true peace has not been found, Likely it never will until they can reclaim the sacred ground. JRS © 7-9-00 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved