The Sound of a Distant Drum

I hear
The sound of a distant drum
Vibrating through eons past
Holy men, medicine women of old
Incan Shamans, Hopi seers foretold
Over the bearing straight, an ice age bridge
A land mass for a season, existed
Ancient tribal nations traversed

I hear
The sound of a distant drum
Emperor Pachacutis, his anointed brown eyed descendants, descend
Spiritual care takers, a royal priesthood, radiant rods of the sun
Golden bronze children of the dawn
Gaia, Earth Mother, entrusted each colony with this land
Viracocha, Quetzalcoatl, gods of antiquity commanded, imparted
Do not stray from my divine directives
A prophet of doom
Massua, Our Great White Brother, displayed, if disobeyed
Curses will enlist

I hear
The sound of a distant drum
Discern, the wounds inflicted, on my brown eyed clans
Wounded Knee, Sand Creek Massacre
Cherokee, you cried a trail of tears
Wandering, a foreign nation within this nation
I, the Great Spirit, the Great Mysterious and the God assigned no name
I, entrusted, my brown eyed anointed ones with this land
My rainbow tribes commissioned, desisted from this land
Prophets of doom insist
The ancient forefather's landmarks, do not remove
If earth walkers persist, continued curses will enlist

I hear
the sound of a distant drum
Do you, oh earth walker
Hear the sound of a distant drum?

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