Tell Me a Story

Tell me a story
of a time long ago
when people took the time
to listen to the songs
of the ancient forests,
of the morning sunrises,
of the spirits in the canyons,
and cared for all things living,
when life was simple
and all cared for Mother Earth.
But now with widespread polluted rivers,
rampant logging in her ancient forests,
unchecked strip mining, tearing at her soul,
creating slurries only for profit,
and total destruction of her habitats,
life has turned sour for all,
   for the wildlife
   for the People
   for the children
   even for those determined to destroy Her.
Take us back to a simpler time,
a time when there was respect,
respect for the rights of others,
and for all living things on Mother Earth.

the wolf if my messenger

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"We will be known by the tracks
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Dakota Proverb

copyright October 8, 2000, by Louve14
last revised 4 july 2007

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