What I See

I see the beautiful mountains, lakes and streams, the air the animals and the trees, raped in disdain

I see our pitiful children, brothers and sisters, our friends and families, perishing from spiritual pain

I see the blood of ancestors, shed while sheltering Mother Earth from degradation, falling like rain

I see a black cloud forming above, laughing, as we sink the knife deeper for personal gain

I see blindness shielding many eyes, while our Spirits shed unbound tears in vain

-- Calvin Tatsey © 2008