africaâs shores i became the waiting outstretched arms for those who refused to be enslaved for those who trusted me to rock their babies off to sleep my ocean floors    are covered with    his peopleâs     resistance     i carry their spirit       in every splash i make       their humming         their lost voices           their last words              have become a part            of my sweetest songs             when he is whole         again         when york knows            what he is worth, i will well up inside                of him and he   will hear                   them sing.
Watkuweis Speaks Watkuweis Speaks We knew they were coming. Our medicine men have been telling of their arrival since before I was born. When our warriors saw their small herd their first thoughts were to kill them all and with it the destruction they carried. This I also believed they should do until I saw the black one standing off to the side a small mountain pretending to be a man a man pretending to be on a leash. To the unlearned eye he looked to be all alone but when I stared at him with my spirit eye I could see a great long woman standing behind him with her arms crossed and a herd of strange-looking buffalo large black cats, striped horses and other wild beasts like Iâd never even seen in my dreams stretching to where the sun rises. I did not know what destruction his death would earn us, so I counseled against it and talked of the white men who were kind to me when I was young and lost which caused the warriors to put away their weapons and welcome them with open arms.
Without Bibles Without Bibles We were taught generosity to the poor and reverence for the Great Mystery. Religion was the basis for all Indian training. âOhiyesa, Santee Sioux Massa call them heathens when them clean they naked flesh with ice cold mountain water before crawling backward into a dark hot hole in the earth like they crawling back in the woman who first give them life sit there an suffer in thick steamy darkness with other naked men just to sweat an pray sweat an sing sweat an sweat an sweat all the while asking blessings for they family, yours they enemy, the land, the water, plants an all the animals them share the earth with. Sitting in a river a sweat be no more than bathing to the captains but a blind man can see God in everything the red man do.
Whupped Whupped When the Mandan try to kill his wife for lying with Sgt. Ordway, it cause the captains to place married squaws off-limits to the menâs private commerce. One a them laugh an brag âbout having his way with a daughter ova chief for no more than a empty tobacco box. When we learn the Indians believe our power can change hands an be gifted by passing âtween a womanâs thighs we all takes advantage at every occasion an in most every village all along the great trip out an back With Capt. Clarkâs permission, I donât hesitate to enjoy myself an even have my nose opened by a Nez Perce woman as beautiful an rugged as the land we traveling through.
Like a Virgin Like a Virgin Grown folk donât walk âround on the plantation holding hands, go for canoe rides or take long walks with each other. My Nez Perce gal was the first woman I chose on my own an that I didnât have to share with another. I find myself staring into her eyes an smiling, learning my big buffalo self to move like a turtle in her arms. Men in the