Testimony

Before the Indians migrated

Across the land bridge

My ancestors were here.

We covered the continent

From Baja to Alaska

Across the great divide to the eastern shores

From the Gulf of Mexico to the outer reaches

Of the Canadian Provinces where Norsemen came and worshiped

We witnessed the Portuguese, the Spaniards,

The English and the French,

We saw the Siberians inspect the Northwest Territories,

We watched as the white man

Spread across the country, taking and stealing

What our red men friends worshiped and lived

In harmony with.

The Land.

I am the Eagle

Majestic, Free.

My wings catch the wind and hold me

Above all that I see

My numbers are smaller, my kind

Like the buffalo has dwindled.

Yet I, We the Eagles

We are Free.

Where are the young men, who

Stalked us for the feather that made

Them a man.

They, who respected, worshiped, loved

The Land.

Ó Robert W Hullender