Matthew O'neill - Yanatay

On their way, fast up through the valley
Looking for our sons and our daughters
Like the Cherokee and the Arhuaco before
We must open up those secret doors
Through dimensional cover
Walk away past the owls at dawn

Fossilized bailene on the windy ridge
Keratin crystals born in a past pristine
Before the edge of plunder
Offerings above the churning sea
Ceremony is something we need

I find myself in the future
I find myself in the past
Either way, this situation can't last

Wide open like the sun
Shining on mycrorhizal runs
Look at the beauty you've become
Conscience leading you on
Hitting on your own drum
Singing stories saying
This will pass
We will last
Forever

He watched the pack
Make off down the narrows
Knowing they'd be back in twenty eight days
He followed there tracks to see which way they
preferred to go in October
Over 6 ridges towards the dismembered coast

By the village at the forks (Fish drying on racks by the sound)
We sent the men out for more
You saw my sister in her finery
Wasn't long before you came knocking on our door.

Father gone mother shy
I looked you in the eyes
I could tell you weren't like the other whites

When the tide is out the table is set
With the love of the moon
Our needs are met
Watching the pups play as he braids the nets

It's not that it's too sweet
It's just that you haven't seen it yet
Stuck in America so easy to forget
The relaxed thriving that was meant

Creation is free
Freedom given freely
Why destroy it for currency

Wide open like the sun...

Written by:
Matthew O'Neill

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