Through The Trees Inside The Darkness Poem by Little Eagle McGowan

Through the trees inside the darkness
Of the tender arms of night
A glowing fire gently burnished
His skin before the firelight.
He swigged a drink without much notice
As if readying for a fight
Then speaking straight like a good witness
Speakin' what he knew was right…

He said
Only cowards search tomorrow
For a way to hurt someone
Warriors who are friends of sorrow
Don't wish it on anyone
If you gonna beg or steal or borrow
Have a star to wish upon
None too big for their own shadow
Or their worn out mocassins.

For both the eagle and the sparrow
Know their place under the sun
But sittin' all day sharpenin' arrows
Nothing but another way to run.
In the bone down in the marrow
Where the sweetest sign will come
A taker's road is long and harrowed
A giver's job ain't never done.