AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard Alone with the moon, my spirit cries For the lives of my people crushed by whate men’s lies. Taken by force from our mountain home, Robbed of freedom, hearts heavy like stone.Continue to The Cherokee Path →
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer Beard Big sky above me where Eagle roams Mother Earth below me where I call home. Friends of the forest give life to me, Bounty in my valley is here to see.Continue to Blessed to be Cherokee →
AUTHOR: MARTHA MOONGAZER BEARD Principle people Was not a church…Was not a golden church with a high steeple, The Great Father gave his principle people, He gave us a valley with a mountain crown, Cool clear water with game all round,Continue to Principle People →
AURHOE: MARTHA MOONGAZER BEARD The eagle still flies above me, The rivers continue to flow, My native heart is still beating, My red skin still here to show.Continue to Red Woman →
I hear the cries at moonlight, my people of long ago,
Torn away from their birthplace, marched into the unknown.Tired and hungry and dying, not knowing if they will survive,
My proud honorable family, my Cherokee tribe.Continue to shadow of the eagle →
AUTHOR: Martha Moongazer BeardThis path was covered with tears from the start, Weeping for the life of a great nation torn apart.Continue to The Cherokee Trail →