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SPIRITS REMEMBER

Listen, Listen

Can you hear them calling

The Spirits are about us all

Much wisdom there to learn

For those who have the time

To sit, listen, and receive their gifts.


Swirl and Twirl

They wrap themselves around

Gentle touch, urging to sit down

Moving over me from head to toe

Whispering in my ear

Stories of long ago

Pain and anguish now revealed


This land was lush

Forests spread for miles

Game provided for the Nation

Nourishment for growth

Clothing made for all

Everything we needed, Creator given

A peaceful time of Thanksgiving


One day on yonder horizon

A large white sail appeared

Curiosity got the best of many

Strange white men standing on the shore

With smoking sticks resting in their arms

And smell of death came from their pores.


First they wanted a small piece of land

To build a house for family

Then they needed more and more

And finally took all the eye could see

This was the only promise ever kept

More and more land even to this day.


First the shore, then inland came they

Cutting, building, planting

Large parcels clear cut for their farms

Homes built of trees, log upon log

The line of spread ever growing

Till over mountains they did move


Death and Destruction followed close

Every place they moved

Accept our way or die, their vicious word command

Westward they pushed and pushed.

Children stole, and slavery sold

The line of spread just kept on moving


Where once we were a mighty People

Now reduced to small scattered Bands

The "invaders" now cover shore to shore

But the Spirits tell us patience is the way

For soon the tide will turn again

And we will regain the loss we bore


Nothing will replace those lives bravely given

To protect the family and land

But their Spirits are always with us

And if we take the time to listen

A great message for each of us to learn

Only if we take the time to Listen.

Written ByWak' Tame

July 11, 2000

PEOPLE OF THE LONGHOUSE

The Longhouse stands silent now

A place to give honor to Creator

Treaties conducted within it's walls

Celebrations of birth, marriage and death

Long held there for many years gone past and yet to come


Long before the white man touched the shore

The People of the Longhouse were Nations five

Peacemaker with help of Hiawatha's voice

United warring tribes to work together

And peace prevailed within the Iroquois Confederacy


Onondaga, Keeper of the Fire

Mohawk, Keeper of the Eastern Door

Seneca, Keeper of the Western Door

In-between the younger brothers

Cayugas and Oneidas sit in council


Clans were long established

Basic unit of the Social structure

Seneca, largest nation, eight were recognized

Water are Turtle, Eel and Beaver

Bear, Deer and Wolf, the Land based ones

Snipe, Heron and Hawk do rule the Air


Each Nation, large or small within

Must have the Turtle, Bear and Wolf

No matter what the Clan may be

No marriage between two of same occur

The Mother's Clan the children are.


The Tree of Light or Great Peace

The Mighty Pine Tree tall does stand

Onondaga at the Center of it all

The founding of the Iroquois Confederacy

Is here and now explained.


The Branches of the Tree pierce the sky

The Roots, spread out into Four Directions

North, South, East and West, Rulers of the Winds

White Roots, Bestower of Peace and Strength

Place of Burial of the Implements of War.


Upon the back of the Snapping Turtle

The Tree of Peace does rise, giving Shelter and Protection

Who honor and respect the Law so Great

And with a peaceful stride would walk

With the Mighty Confederacy


At tree top height, the Mighty Eagle sits

Chief of all birds, it's reputation none dispute

Looks into the Eye of the Sun

Communications with Creator at all times

Warns the Nations of any danger that does approach


Lastly the Hiawatha Belt proclaims

How in time of turmoil, these Nations joined together

Representing how these who fought so bitterly

Are now united Firm and Strong

Under One government, respectful of Creator and the People.

Written By Wak'Tame

July 9, 2000

THE SPIRITS ARE ETERNAL

As you enter the glade

A silence hangs above and about you

You know you are on sacred ground

Observed from their lofty heights

The Spirits are watching

Guarding the Forest


Many years before man

Creator placed the Spirits

Each in the place they now abide

All objects touched and viewed

A life dwells within

Ready to do His bidding if the need arise


I have heard some argue back and forth

That when an object dies

The Spirit is freed to Creator's home return

Whether or not this is an actual fact

Tis not mine to venture humble comment

But I do know the Spirits are eternal.


If you have respect and patience

Sitting humbly there within the glade

You may suddenly discover

Those voices that you think you hear

Are in reality the Spirits round about

Sharing knowledge, help with growth


Give heed each word they impart to you

For wisdom much abounds within

Remember always, many a lifetime

Is a part of each one's life

And the time they took to teach

Becomes a reward beyond compare


Go now, but remember as you leave

The Spirits are here forever

Humbly come before them

If the need should ever arise

Have no fear, respect the wisdom

And share their gift with all.

Written ByWak' Tame

September 20, 2000

THE HOMELANDS

Loyalsock Creek

Winds and twists

Over rocks and boulder

Wending it way

Searching for the Susquehanna


Munsee people in days gone by

Called these banks their home

Village sites along its length

Families raised, children played

Once scarce, more abundant now again


Across the creek

The rock face rises

Lift your eyes, tilt back your head

There near the summit

Sacred places call to the brave


Handhold and ledges

Now moss covered, slippery

The path to the top awaits

Soon the Ancestors will call

The trail will reopen once more


Vison quests were held

High on the rocky ledge

Hearts right with Creator

Spirits and Ancestors spoke

With the brave ones there


Remove the clothing

Stand tall and proud

Enter the creek

Feel the cool caress

Blood of the Mother surrounds


Reach to the bottom

Hands full of sand

Vigorous scrub cleanses

Removing the stain and the soil

From the world you just left


Cross the stream

Face the challenge

Climb cautiously, carefully

Keep heart pure and in tune

Creator will watch and protect.


Ancestors and Spirits round about

Speaking and Gifting

Knowledge received with humility

An Eagle screams, then again

Vision given, tears of joy


We see the people coming

Returning from long afar

Coming back to the homelands

Villages again are growing

Children playing, happiness abounds


Land once more is Munsee

Spirits are Rejoicing, hear them sing

Ancestors presence can be felt

Creator again has shown his love

The land once more is blessed

Written ByWak' Tame

October 12, 2000

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