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Let me speak
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The Creators sight
Old Glory stands
Forever last
Never die
This helping hand
To dream the dream of dreams
Mohican tears
These wonderful ones
I go to stay
the journey continues
Let me speak
A world with out trees
A Warriors glory
All is well
Farewell
Storms have been weathered
The codeof a Knight
We hold dear America
You have won
To honor the Oneida Warrior
Until then
You have done well
Lost a good friend
Not to be sold poem
Deadacaded poem
To us did send
Go with God
Forgotten Warrior

My own Native American prayer to help me write my poems

Let me speak

 

 

What is in a day yet in it I come too stay.

Should I so! Come your way.

Please do not ask me too stay.

 

For I am a wonderer at bay.

And no place shall I come too stay.

For this is the wonderer way.

 

For in the heights of life I shall so find my delight.

Yes the beauty that is in all mankind sight.

For in the Great Creator, all have life.

 

His beauty He has created just right.

And that in beauty I find my greatest delight.

From the valley low its beauty forever flows.

To the mountain heights its beauty reaches great heights.

 

All is created for mankind sight.

Oh Creator Spirit take not my sight.

For your beauty is my greatest delight.

 

In the hearts of men, your words you do send.

In the height of the sky shine your greatest light.

To show us all your greatest sights.

 

Let me speak for you here.

That all of mankind may hear.

Of all the wonders you hold dear.

 

Let me speak that they not fear.

The thunder of your voice.

That mankind should make his choice.

 

Let me speak! That in their eyes their tears.

 No long linger in fear.

As we hear the whisper that is your voice.

In the sound of the water falls.

In the wind that blows your wonders too show.

Let me speak Creator Spirit for all your beauty I do seek.

For as long as my heart beats oh wonderful Creator Spirit.

 

Let me speak

©   5/5/04                    Robert (Standing Eagle Plume) Jacobs

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