Far Away By The Rockies
Far away by the Rockies
Where meadows open up wide
There lives a tribe of Indians
That have learned to survive
They don't see much of 'White-man'
They just live off their skills
Only traveling when need be
And eating animals they kill
Some may call them names
But, they pray the same as me or you
They pray to only one God
And, to that God their heart stays true
They were here before the settlers
And heard of so many of the wars
They pray each morning and night
As, they sleep out under those stars
Many men would envy them
For the lively hood they lead
To not live under our society
That is filled with all its greed
written 8/7/2014 by Norman Hale Jr.
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