Little Eagle McGowan Poems

Mama I hope this letter finds you…

In the very best of health.

There ain't much good out here I do…

And even less I've felt


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If the reflection in the mirror wasn't smiling
While I was standing there and grinning like a fool
If my feelings always had more clarification
Then everything would be so much easier to do…
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Our Eucharist is the body of Christ, even tho' dead, again did rise
Our Saviour's flesh and His own blood
Our precious Lord is truly alive.
God's forgiveness for each repentant sinner,
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Look at that ole river run
Winding with the road
Like two old best friends through the years
And an eagle in the sun
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Chief Bigfoot stared and hung his head, in anger and despair
At his brother Sitting Bull cut down to die
Then ridin' like a wild wind with the warriors gathered there…
On to Pine Ridge where the eagle flies…
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My Spirit stepped into a vision at night,
The depths of canyon walls I walked
On the dry river bed and the last moonlight
Where little fish once used to talk
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There are veins of gold embedded
In the hearts of souls neglected
Who are oft times called and pitted
Against the fortunes of
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O Great Spirit do you hear me…
In my emptiness and fear
The life within my dyin' dreams
Is now one solitary tear…
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He drifted kinda loose in the free life, weathered all down in grace.
The circle of cold hard choices, always was all his to make.
Like a joke he took to his chances, counting no less of the stakes.
It is said he once outran the devil, from a town called Devil's Face.
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They came here for freedom
A better life with something to show
Vast horizons to lead 'em
Forever stretched far as you'd go…
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