Topic: My annual wake up call/ Thanks to our native peoples
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCSFz_YycYA
Our Lady m. mcvicker 2008
On this pier I step ashore
with my wits.. and not much more
among this crowd I’m pushed along
Many faces foreign tongues
I saw the lady as we sailed to sea
I thought her light not as bright as it used to be
and as the fog swept her breast
disappointment filled my chest
as we steamed from Ellis island
And the thousands that came to die for her
the land.. their blood inters
The pride of many , the hopes of all
as we watch our love ones fall
she was there when we when we left the yard
Her eyes were closed, not to see
With her book, held in high regard,
she almost took the breath from me
Now with hope, I stand on another stage
Ancestral land I have engaged
With so many who leave in disgust
the land given in trust
to those who would stain her page
Oh those that came and we that leave
Sure we all know for those we grieve
Their lives were lost for which we stand
And it is we who became the ghosts of Ellis Island
and took it from beginning to end.
I would try another.