Look at them with their colossal ships of wood and steel
Their sails of cloth, their beams of iron
Look at them with their pale skin
Their golden locks, their eyes of sky
Look at them with their tools made from nature's hands
Melded to their will, smoldered in their fire
Look at them with toys made of us
Their trophies of ego, their property of sin
Can you see us?
Look at them with their religions, their beliefs, their morals
They claim to master them, they're slaves to them
Look at them defiling all that is true
In their name as empty as they are
Can you free us? Release us?
Look at them destroying our world
When we walk amongst truest paths of the earth
Look at them demanding supremacy
When we all stand as equals in the eyes of death
Pray for us.
YOU ARE READING
Look to the White
PoetryStarted writing Poetry again. Very Native American themed, but can apply to any disenfranchised group or individual.
