The Distant Sound of Drums
The drums from a thousand years past echo throughout the mountains of North America and combine with the song of the wind to tell the story of the many tribes that once lived upon this land. Their spirits roam free although their bodies have long turned to dust.The shame of the white man will never be forgotten by those that once lived here as well as those that will come after for centuries.
Today we are all brothers under these skies and we hope that the past will be the lesson learned for future generations and the sins of the past will never be repeated so we may walk this land in peace and share in its bounty.
Copyright © Charles Gragg | Year Posted 2017
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