Great And Noble Nations
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David Harris
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Drums across the river
and smoke across the plains
could mean in passed times
a sign of a coming war
or the tribes were meeting again.
The drums were a greeting call
and the smoke was the dust
of a thousand buffalo or more.
These signs are only shadows
of a past almost entirely gone.
The great and noble nations
who ran free across the land
seem like memories
of a long distant movie show;
however these people are still around.
They walk alongside their enemies
of long, long ago,
greet them as friends,
even watch their children
play together in school yards.
They are still a proud people
who still remember their roots,
the struggles they fought for
when strangers began
to invade across theirs lands.
Now at peace their legends
will live on
in the good and noble men
whose bodies bleached copper
and minds fair and strong.
During struggles they fought for their lands
and died by foreign hands.
Their strength and bravery
and self-sacrifice
are the stuff legends are built on.
5 July 2014
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