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The Great Quilt

The Great Quilt

The Great Quilt • A Special Unreleased Track • by Kembwe

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Lyrics Written in 2007 – Song recorded in 2008

Lyrics:

The Great Quilt

by Wahkeena Sitka

 

Our souls are the fabric of woven memory

Weaving dreams into the hemlines

of the stories

that skirt our ankles

Where our feet tip-toe through meadows

where once a flock of thunder buffalo

laid waste to an ocean of sweetgrass standing

beneath the grey sky looming

over the warp and weft

of a tribe and its land

Burying their hearts in ashes

& smoke of a mass grave

Stinking and rotting

like two thousand corpses

Spread out like pick up sticks

that once picked up their villages;

tipi poles, blankets & horses –

moving yet again

to another barren land

where children die of starvation,

typhoid or forced Christian education –

to become what we are now..

A people without memories –

walking amnesiacs –

a plague of zombie locusts.

Without a land our ancestors cherished

Without stories of myth & meaning

Without dreams because we can’t sleep –

a million zombie insomniacs

Who never take responsibility

for the hordes of lives stripped short

of purpose, community, myth & ancestral land.

 

We are the souls enslaved by four walls

four walls per person

enthroned in our solitude

Forgetting our wounded knees

and crippled wrists..

Buying the myth of greed

Seduced by unquenchable thirst of more,

enslaved by accumulation..

Entombed in acculturated myths of self-glorification,

ego-pampering, intoxicated snacking..

Lacking who we are…

 

Lacking who we are,

Lacking wholeness

We need more distractions

to remind us of what we don’t own:

our Power

 

Our Power to Love

Our Power to Care for Community

Our Power to CHERISH THE LAND

like our ancestors once did..

To cherish the Life Force Land

The blood that runs in our veins land

the water and earth in our hearts land,

that entire tribal nations fought to cherish

Because they worshipped that which nourished them.

The Life Force Spirit

That which Nourished them..

The Life Force Spirit

That which Unites all things,

Binds all things in reality

in a webwork of woven threads..

Filaments of stars, sinews of sunlight,

Yarn of Stone, Hair of Water,

Dyes of Cedar and Oak.

Song of You & I & Every Friend

 

The magic maker sits looming

over time & space

weaving memories, stories & songs

into the essence of every soul

and We are a Patchwork Quilt

Sewn together by Pachamama’s breath…

And each patch in the Great Quilt

is our Heart Song

Dyed with the colour of our essence

Sharing the Splendor of our Dancing Thread

Sewn into the edges of our neighbors

Our Heart spills over

into the perimeter of our community

 

We are the Tribe Renewed by OUR LOVE

Walking the Pilgrimage route

Back to the Land

Where our children will cherish

The ecosystem quilt

We are all wrapped up in;

Sharing Pachamama

 

 

 

 

  • Tarashorey

    Beautiful! Thankyou! for sharing your heARTistry in these ways…..
    ╰დ╮❤╭დ╯
    Tara

  • Paula

    Fabulous, very powerful lyrics , thank you

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