Mostly Nature...



Pampa Smith (Old Root Man).  Sad that our kings do not hear how warm our world is and how she suffers.



             Opening Dedication

      Cry for our world, mother frog,
      listen as the forests crash.
   
      Cry for our world, father eagle,
      as your children are hunted carelessly.

      Cry for our world, sister fish,
      as you can not see the clear waters.

      We cry for you, brother man,
      as you can not hear that our world is crying.
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