Osceola Waters
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I can hear the raven sing,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out my name,
I can hear the raven sing,
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Dedicate your life to helping American Indian families,
Work towards reviving old values and ancient ways.
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My Feet Tread Upon Ancient Ground. 29/07/2008
My feet tread upon ancient ground,
Dust of decades passed puff up and around my feet,
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I am Black Hawk, you say who,
Black Hawk i reply,
You the white man can not hide your shame,
Time that's ever lasting will not erase your guilt,
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I am The Sunrise I am the Sunset I am the Eternal Light.
My spirit flickers like the flame of a candle that never extinguishes,
In life I was as fragile as a crystal glass,
I humanized with the rhythm of life,
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Our country was taken from us by people from a distant land,
They came in great canoes,
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Nessameiek (liars)
So many lies,
So many different versions,
All orated from the same place,
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The drums still beat,
The songs are not silent,
Feet are still in rhythm with the drum,
The dance still sends the dust up into the atmosphere,
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Horse man of yesterday ride upon horses that disappear into tomorrow,
They make no sound, only in visions can they be seen,
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The voice that comes from the heart is not understood by many people,
The message is unheard by the majority,
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Black Thick fog creates a curtain of hidden death riding on horse back,
A place for foot soldiers to move unseen,
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I look at ancient walls and terraced ground and dream,
I hear laughter,
I hear the clatter of people going about their daily routine,
I hear voices of the people that are deep in conversation,
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7/17/2007
Image of Harmony, Unity and Serenity.
The morning,
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Tears That Fall From Father Sky.
Sky blacker than black— flashing light,
Illuminates the night,
Electric fingers spreading, stretching across vastness,
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THE—OTHER—WORLD-UNSPOILT page-one
The next dimension,
The invisible place,
The home of spirits,
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I Could Not Comprehend What Was Coming.
The cold winds blow from the north,
They bite with frenzied might,
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6/08/2008
I Peer Through Haze And Pollution With Eyes Sore And a Gasping Breath.
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Nu-na-hi-dv-na-tlo-hi-lv-i.
They say that there were approximately ten million American Indians,
When white man first set his foot on our land,
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Osceola Waters Biography
I now live in Darwin the Northern Territory of Australia, i am 62 years old, married with four children, my wifes name is Paloosa, i am of American Indian descent, i am learning the Muskogee Creek language, i am also an artist, i paint American Indian Spiritual paintings, some people call me a holy man because of what i write and paint, i am devoted to the Indian way of life, the old way, devoted to saving our mother earth, i am devoted to justice for Indian people, one day what i stand for will count. Osceola Birdman Waters.)
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I Hear The Raven Sing
I can hear the raven sing,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out my name,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out to me,
His song is singing in the wind,
I can hear the raven sing,
Thunder breaks a silent moment,
Then he calls out my name,
A spiritual glow envelops,
Medicine power develops,
As the raven sings,
A rainbow doubled,
My minds not troubled,
As I hear the raven sing,
It’s time to go home,
My ancestors wait for me,
The welcome hand is extended,
My place around the council fire reserved,
I hear the raven sing,
There, all that was, is preserved,
And the message of the raven heard.
My Vision my Dream.
Osceola Birdman Waters.
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Dedicated to Billy White Fox.
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4/18/2024 11:59:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This was an Excellent poem, straight from the heart, filled was visions of a peaceful life to come, you bring it out so very well, great job 10 from me my friend, your friend Tracy