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.Continue to My Indian Pride →
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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.Continue to Life Giver →
Survival of the Choctaw Nation
AUTHOR: ML Hunter I can see my sons and daughters From this far place I feel the winds of change once agin My heart is full to see a new day People proudly searching for ancestors In numbers great as the stars in the skyContinue to Survival of the Choctaw Nation →
Reservation
AUTHOR: ML Hunter Hear, Little Sister, hear while the wind stands still ancient voices speak to you across the great river of time come back to us the old ones say as a child you walked in the light and knew the words leave your stone university and teach our young the sacred tongue of their grandfathers while the wind stands still here, Little Sister, here.Continue to Reservation →
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.Continue to Passing the memories down →
Just as the Great Spirit planned
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer BeardContinue to Just as the Great Spirit planned →