What would you do?
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard What would you do if I took from you Your home, your family and your identity, too? If I changed your religion and the language you spoke, Left you hungry, suffering and broke?
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The Gift – A Cherokee Poem
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard Rain on the mountains, Mist on the streams, Of these things The red man dreams OF DEER AND BEAR AND RABBIT AND SQUIRREL, THESE ARE THE WONDERS OF THE INDIAN WORLD. TO HUNT TO FISH TO…
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Visions from the past are calling me, Visions from the past are calling me, Back to my roots in the great smokeys. Home to a place my grandmother roamed, The green valley she called home. To walk with black bear…
My Indian Pride
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard My body lives in the white man’s land, Yet strong and proud my red skin still stands. Stripped of my heritage long ago, Forced to give up the arrow and bow.
Life Giver
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard Come Little Cricket, sing with me. We will gather berries down by the stream, Take them to the fire and make Berry Bread. Tonight for the feast we shall all be fed.
Passing the memories down
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard Faintly in the morning hush, I smell the scent of sweet sage brush, Envoking memories of my mountain home As on this flat land I now roam.