THE SMELL OF UNWANTED CHANGE
The time of day has come
Now the people spark up their fires
The sunset can’t decide whether to be pink or orange
And it’s calm, and peaceful, and the trees sway silently
All the chatter of people ringing in my ears and it brings me happiness
The vast frontier is so sweet, and colourful, and happy
It smiles for us, and we smile back to the land
The buffalos watch over us, our sacred creatures smile
The smell of our food gets stronger by the minute
As it spins over the flashing fire
In the moonlight, my eyelids become heavy
A thousand stars glow
I could die here and give my body back to the earth
And I would be content, with the life I have led
My last glimpse of happiness was the people falling asleep
And the fires still raging throughout the camp
As the first strobe of morning light shines on my face
I instantly smell a change, something I can’t understand
It’s a smell of unwanted change
Something that strikes fear throughout my body
In a quick second, I charge from the ground and stride uphill
Peering over as far as I can see
I see some dark smoke that smells of death
There’s an occasional loud bang that frightens me and sends me off my feet
Men, with some strange item in their arms come raging up the hill
I don’t think twice before I bolt down the hill
I may not know their intentions, but I know what an angry group of people looks like
I try to get my people to Wake Up! By screaming my lungs out
As I try to explain the situation, the people stare in disbelief
But I’m too late, those men come crashing down the hill at doubled speed
With their items pointed at us and releasing something I can’t comprehend
My people fall, and scream, and cry, and die
My people try to defend by throwing our tomahawks at them
But their items are to advanced for us
I run, and run, till I find a big tree, I start to climb it
I perch myself on the highest branch
I knew the earth could save me
I make no movement, no sound
I just watch the devastation that has come about in a matter of two minutes
Two hours later, the people are throwing my people into a ditch
I look around and notice a group, with their items killing our buffalo
I don’t know who these people are
But I don’t like them, or this smell of change
All of a sudden, my earth has given me this power
I learn I’m not content to give my body to the earth yet
But it’s given a piece of itself
To help me beat this unwanted change
