I Am


      by Paula LeKatz

          It breaks my heart
          When Indian people see my white skin
          And fail to see my Indian soul

          I am Arapaho and white
          I am a bird without wings
          Owl is my clan

          My soul cries between two worlds
          My college degrees hang on the wall
          My feet pray as I dance at Pow Wows

          My people hold me up
          My Spirit cries to the Creator
          My Indianness is

          Niancon - Creator Spirit
          Bring me safely across yellow waters to you
          My Indian name will allow me to enter your abode

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