A Tear Spring from my spirit today
It cried so as I watched my people
They disagree on many things
They fuss and they fight
This is not the way of Cherokees
My spirit cries; are we all not one
Is this fighting not the way of white man
My spirit is saddened and tears flow
For It seems that no one understands
To fight and fuss is not Our way
My spirit cries as we judge one another
We fight and fuss with angry words
That kill the very soul of all things
And then my Spirit cries out again
Stop; This Is Not Our Way
Nvwadohiyada Ale Nvwatgohiyadv
Whispering Wind
December 1999
