Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Let them sing of the Land of the Free

And the Home of the Brave

And of the Great White Father that dug my grave

Brown rivers once were blue

Now the fish float upside-down

Ancestral burial grounds

That's where you've built your towns

The smokestacks from your factories

They pollute my skies

You slaughtered all my buffalo

And you left me here to die

And all of this you have done in the name of God

Crazy Horse he was laid to rest

On a creek called Wounded Knee

But there is more buried in his grave

Than the wisest men could see

I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild

I have seen the land of the Great Beyond

I am one with this Earth as a little child

Let my eternal life shine on

I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild

I have seen the land of the Great Beyond

I am one with this Earth as a little child

Let my eternal life shine on

Crazy Horse he was laid to rest

On a creek called Wounded Knee

But there is more buried in his grave

Than the wisest men could see

Crazy Horse he was laid to rest

On a creek called Wounded Knee

But there is more buried in his grave

Than the wisest men could see

Crazy Horse he was laid to rest

On a creek called Wounded Knee

But there is more buried in his grave

Than the wisest men could see

Milkweed illusion casts its die

And the horse that dances starts to fly

Rhythms of metamorphosis leave their stain