Weekend Poetry Reading
Volume 10
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Original Works by: Larry Kibby
Larry's Poem are archived at his Yahoo group site
A Human Creation
Oh my child please do not cry,
Wipe the tear from your eye,
And put a loving smile upon your face,
For you do belong to a genuine race.
You are a human creation
Of the Sovereign Nation.
Yes, they may put you down,
Or kick you to the ground,
They judge you to be uncultivated.
Thinking you severely uneducated
But you are a human creation,
Of the Sovereign nation.
If they knew you from the start,
They’d know your red heart,
Was full of pride and integrity,
A child genuine of dignity.
For you are a human creation,
Of the Sovereign Nation.
So child do not cringe and fear,
For your ancestor’s are always near,
With you they will always stand,
Walk with you hand in hand.
Guide you through all of your education,
For you are indeed an American Indian creation,
Of the unique Sovereign Nations!
Indian now! Indian forever!!
By: Larry Kibby
Tuesday, March 15, 2003
Elko, Nevada 89801-2577
The False Faces of Time
Look at the smile on their face,
A smirk that is never out of place.
They are young and they are old,
Their attitude ever so bold,
They are the politicians of mankind,
The false faces of time.
So many people would wonder why,
These politicians could tell their lie.
How they laughed as they walked,
Using the double-tongue as they talked,
These the politicians of mankind,
The false faces of time.
Their hearts overwhelmed with greed,
Your vote they proclaimed they did need,
While their trust you would confide in,
But their means were dark as sin.
These are the politicians of mankind,
The false faces of time.
For years they’ve lied to the Sovereign Nations.
These politicians, our own Indian relations.
Written by: Larry Kibby, Elko, Nevada
Date: May 10, Friday, 2002
Torch of Salvation
Darkness within the mind,
Evil stealing time.
Irrational emotions,
Breeding confused notions.
And there is a wisdom light,
That glows day and night.
A torch of salvation,
For all the Sovereign Nations.
Ceremonial crying,
Sacred spirits flying.
And upon the four winds,
Are transgressions of sins.
And there is a wisdom light,
That glows day and night.
A torch of salvation,
For all the Sovereign Nations.
You can march against the oppression,
And speak with sincere aggression,
But when you begin that walk,
Reminisce with your heart,
For there is a wisdom light,
That glows day and night.
A torch of genuine salvation,
For all the Sovereign Nations,
It is a path to the future,
For all Indian people!!!!
Written by: Larry Kibby
Monday, August 4, 2003
Lost Dignity
You claim to walk within the right,
Declaring a reverent might,
But you deliver inhuman sins,
And your soul is darken within.
You wear a smile upon your face,
While proclaiming a spiritual faith,
Yet you spread an evil kind,
And your dignity is lost in time.
You affirm an honest sacred relation,
But your abomination is an obvious revelation,
For you wallow in perversion,
As you temper subversion,
There is treachery in your eye,
As you steal, cheat and lie,
You spread an evil kind,
For your dignity is lost in time.
You walk through a holy door,
But the sermon you deplore.
You hide within the ranks of racial hate,
Administering ungodly acts of fate,
Your diabolic values dispense adulteration,
A heathen voice of gentle moderation.
While you spread an evil kind,
And your dignity is lost in time.
You portray an virtuous picture
A champion of the scripture,
But your heart is full of transgressions,
And you orchestrate oppressions,
And the cross of holy respect,
You cast out with disrespect,
While you spread an evil kind,
And your dignity is lost in time.
So thee of little faith within the government,
Ascend from your seat in hell,
For the Indian has a story to tell,
And you shall no longer proclaim a righteous race,
For the Indian is coming to set you in your place,
For now cometh the sanctified truth of time,
For in the oral traditions of the Indian World you will find,
That we have been to the top of the mountain,
We have looked over Jordan,
And what we saw...
Is the Indian World living forever!!
Written by: Larry Kibby
Tuesday, January 14, 2003
The Elegant Face of Affection
I hold a memory of tenderness,
A thought of loving fondness.
Your exquisite compassion,
A marvel of tranquil obsession.
Indeed,
A golden brown perfection,
With an elegant face of affection.
So long ago in time,
Your appeal embedded in my mind,
I reminisced an essence of desire,
That warmed a delightful fire.
Indeed,
You were a golden brown perfection,
With an elegant face of affection.
The long to hold you in my arm,
To elicit your cultured charm.
I would find a sensitive notion,
Awaking a sensual commotion.
Indeed,
You wear a golden brown perfection,
Displaying an elegant face of affection.
Your impression is a might,
An empress of a majestic sight.
Your appeal is strong to the Nations,
As a woman you are a sensation.
Indeed,
You will always be an Indian perfection,
A humanly creation of the generation,
Displaying forever an elegant face of affection.
By: Larry Kibby, Wiyot Indian of California,
Elko Indian Colony
Monday, November 26, 2001
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