This Is All Because Of You

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The American Indians knew more about the land than what society ever could. They respected the land; respected the animals that they lived alongside; they treated Mother Earth with the utmost of care and attention... But then along came greed, power, money and a lust for land. These overpowering beasts destroyed the very beliefs, traditions and way of life for the America Indians. Their land became desecrated; their source of many materials essentially wiped out; their traditions almost lost.

I greatly admire the American Indians and the beliefs they held about the world around them. This is my attempt to try and see through the eyes of an American Indian, who's rightful land and life was taken so brutally.

(Image now owned by myself).

Submitted: August 22, 2016

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Submitted: August 22, 2016



Look at what we once had,

Our sacred lands lay undisturbed,

Free from the hands of the white man,

A people free we were, away from a society so absurd.


We hunted and we gathered,

Adhering to our traditions and our beliefs,

We prayed to Kokopelli and the likes,

We respected all of Mother Earth's creations, from the birds to the trees.


The buffalo was our way of life,

We hunted only what we needed,

We didn't waste and use more than what was necessary,

That was the way we'd always seen it.


Then slowly but surely,

You encroached upon our lands,

You let greed rush to your heads,

And denied us the right to our way of life, tying out hands.


Rather than letting us be,

You took away all we ever had,

Our beliefs, our traditions and our everything,

Our hearts became empty and our souls forever sad.


Our lands became desecrated,

Your metal machine came roaring through,

Clouds of endless smoke exhaled from its iron lungs,

Neither us nor the Great Spirit had but a single clue.


You decimated our beloved buffalo,

Came on your metal monster and gunned them down,

Killing for sport and virtually wiping away our life source,

By the end of your heartless destruction, there were hardly any around.


And then you pushed us off our land,

Banishing us from that which was rightfully ours,

To the reservations we now reside,

Forever living the way of the white man.


We have lost our home,

Lost our beliefs and our customs,

We always knew from the very start,

That they could never be trusted.

 -- James William Cooper

© Copyright 2020 James William Cooper. All rights reserved.

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