By Their Faith Driven Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

--BY THEIR FAITH DRIVEN--

The story of a fine race
Who came across the sea,
As gentle and as loving
As any race could be.

They came and built a city
Far south of a river Grand.
Built their faith and built a life,
Yes, they would take a stand.

A visit from their Father
Made Faith an easy thing,
But warring tribes would force
Them North with the budding Spring.

They traveled and they traveled
A safe place they would build,
Continuing to practice Faith
Their lives were soon fulfilled.

As years went by with neighboring tribes
They'd tend to get along;
Then strangers came to war with them
And change their Father's Song.

They hid their ancient writings
In a hill, before New York State,
To be retrieved by mankind
At a much much later date.

An Orb left to decipher all
These writings that were left
Would change it all quite accurately
Into a written script.

A Book would then be given
History of a faith so long ago,
That a long forgotten race of men
Brought from a foreign shore.

It is a mighty witness
Of this Heritage, now given,
And the story of an Indian tribe
Who were by their Faith driven.


Written by inspiration
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Author: Carolyn Ford Witt


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