Rosebud
Rain
by Chris "Kahon:wes"
Deere©
Leaning to smell the rosebuds
as its scent touches my nose
the fire jumps from the sky
The mighty crash of thunder
the rains are coming
coming to wash the earth
Warm sprinkles begin to fill the
air
soon splashing to puddles
on to flood the creeks
The spine of my back is wet now
seeping with the coming rain
dripping away, chilling me more
The smell of the rosebud
still there, only stained with water
water runs down my cheek
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Mr. Government
Elko Indian Colony, Nevada
Copyright 1997 Larry Kibby
Mr. Government,
Look at my Forest,
Clearcut for Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
And the environment is dying.
Mr. Government,
Look at my rivers and streams,
Polluted by Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
And the environment is dying.
Mr. Government,
Look at my mountains and valleys,
Destroyed by Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
And the environment is dying.
Mr. Government,
Look at my four-legged and winged relations,
Murdered by Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
And the environment is dying.
Mr. Government,
Look at my aquatic life
Polluted and destroyed by Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
And the environment is dying.
Mr. Government,
Look at our reservations,
Destroyed by you, society,
And Corporate America.
Unnecessary destruction,
Of the culture and beliefs,
Of the Indian people,
The Sovereign Nations,
Of men, women and children,
Old and young,
Ties to the environment,
All dying in the name of greed.
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