Clan

CLAN

Yes I Cha'ru lead the clan,
Before me another man,
He is gone, buried in the land,
Yes now it is in my hand.

Taken in struggle with great bear,
Lives lost in the hunt not rare,
This given freely to each other,
For us this earth is the mother.

Wooly Mammoth, Bison, Red Deer,
And Wapiti we take with the spear,
These mother earth yields and more,
For we the clan, are but her spore.

We live upon this golden plain,
Follow till dusk, herds of game,
At night we gather around the fire,
Then settle under robes of desire.

As we lay beneath this star-filled sky,
I think back on seasons passed by,
I see the faces of those before,
I remember their stories and lore.

Yes I Cha'ru lead the clan,
Before me another man,
He is gone, buried in the land,
Yes now it is in my hand.

S.L. Keck
5/3/1999