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 EQUAL, BUT DIFFERENT
Wearily, the warrior rides
struggling to stay on his steed,
For, physical and mental wounds
upon his strength they hungrily feed.
He is tired of the endless war
both sides have lost so much,
He wishes one more time, the happier days
he could reach out and touch.
At one with nature a simple
but happy life,
Why, oh Mighty Great Spirit
did you punish us with so much strife?
We were forced to fight for our lives against a wise and numerous foe,
Courage and ability we could match, but the flood of people, we could not begin to slow.
Humans one and the same
both equal in the Great Spirit’s eyes,
When he sees our treatment of each other, I believe the Great Spirit cries.
It wasn’t hatred for the intruder’s race, that caused the blood to flow,
They coveted our sacred land and contempt for the red-man so openly did they show.
Please, oh Great Spirit
help them to understand,
We did not want to fight
but their boldness forced our hand.
JRS © 8-23-99
The "Okie" Poet
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