Paul Cutting

Rookie (11/26/58 / New Haven CT)

Flood Of Tears - Poem by Paul Cutting

Each word I felt was spirit fulled my eyes with tears
Each visual created in my mind followed everywhere
through the valley up the hills up to the mountain peek
I felt the love the hater the peacemaker and the meek
I cried with the sky as it fell throughout the land
I cried for all my brothers both beast and Native man
I cried for I could not help the reader never can
I died beside the flooded plains and then was borne again
I've lived through this with Spotted Bear safely in my chair
transfixed on every word I read the rains fell down like tears
feel the honor that I felt to hear this honed Man
God Bless My Native brothers and Bless there Native Land


Comments about Flood Of Tears by Paul Cutting

  • (9/16/2009 7:35:00 AM)


    fine poem. u cried for everyone also for the downtrodden people of war torn of Afghanistan & Iraq......... (Report) Reply

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  • (10/14/2008 12:45:00 PM)


    Beatiful words Paul...loved reading this.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011


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