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Where are the Buffalo *Gone* ~Chief Seattle to President Franklin Pierce, 1855~

  Author:  45866  Category:(Poetry) Created:(1/25/2003 11:13:00 PM)
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The Great Chief in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land
How can you buy or sell the sky
The warmth of the land
The idea is strange to us
Yet we do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water
How can you buy them from us
Every part of this earth is sacred to my people...
...There is no quiet place in the white man's cities
No place to hear the leaves of spring or the rustle of insect wings
But perhaps because I am a savage and do not understand
The clatter only seems to insult the ears
And what is there to life if a man cannot hear
the lovely cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments
of the frog around the pond at night
The Whites too shall past
Perhaps sooner than other tribes
Continue to contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste
When the buffalo are all slaughtered, the wild horses all tamed,
the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many man,
and the view to the ripe hills blotted by talking wires
Where is the eagle
Where is the buffalo
And what is it to say goodbye to the swift and the hunt
the end of living and the beginning of survival.

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Halloween is Right around the corner.. .

Date: 1/26/2003 12:34:00 AM  From Authorid: 13428    this is beautiful my children are American Indian and I think it is a shame that even the language of the Native People is dying  
Date: 1/27/2003 4:15:00 PM  From Authorid: 28946    I haven't words to express my feelings of this poem but am glad you posted it. It's so sad because it is true and it is coming to pass. Our land is dying and all of the natural beauty is fading. Respect for the Earth and each other is almost dead. I still hope that everyone will wake up and come to their senses before it is too late. Chief Seattle was a wise man and knew that it would be laid to ruin.  

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