AN INDIAN SPIRIT
Poet Chan Mongol
(2006)
I am a man of first nation
Who is targeted for victimization.
For my wonderful sincerity
And for honesty, hospitality.
Sadness, emptiness to pour and bring
Kept our natives hopeless, in a losing ring.
No flashlight, no electricity
All in darkness, no kindness and pity.
Trees belonged to me! Land was mine
They robbed all when called me to dine.
A king became a beggar in his fate
To regain the empire is little too late.
Show me a sign and activate my spirit
I want to ride a horse my cousins to meet.
I will be busy in love and creation
To regain peace and my civilization.
You are killing my folks in isolation and sanctions
Putting chains on our necks in Reservations.
We look different and we have less education
Orchestrating our suicides is your provocation.
I am a man of first nation
Who is targeted for victimization.
For my wonderful sincerity
And for honesty, hospitality.
Spirit of an identity! Muse of life! ! Mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am a man of first nation Who is targeted for victimization. For my wonderful sincerity And for honesty, hospitality. sociological aspects of life revealed.. tony