My Ojibwa prayer and some words.

My Ojibwa peace prayer

 

“I burned white sage by Lake St. Clair,

I asked the lake, the sky, the earth and the green.

Please heal my world,

please send the caress of calm to New Zealand,

please help the people who lost everything.

Please stop the bombing of Syria, Yemen and the Palestine.

Is a acre of land, worth a hundred dead bodies?

Please spirit of life and death.

Teach our leaders,

every life had value,

water, earth, sky and the trees are gifts for us from nature,

please teach our leaders,

room for everyone,

room for every living creature.

Today we accepting war as norm.

Men been fighting since the beginning of time,

how many must die for us to  learn.

No-one wins in war.

Please teach our leaders,

Illegal immigrant is a hateful words.

All of us are immigrants.

We are upon the earth for a second.

I am burning sage for the sake of peace, love and kindness.

Please pray with me

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Imagine there is no war, my friend.

 

Dear child,
the world weeps blood.
Whole world blinded by hate and separation.
Who will tell the child?
He was born with no chance or opportunity,
born to learn to survive daily.
Living in refugees camps, unwanted and forgotten.
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By a River
I drove by a river with food, water and medicine on a Red Cross mission.
I saw bodies floating in the river.
Me and my soldiers dragged the bodies to the shore.
24 people, old people and children.
Beaten to death and left.
Me and my soldiers cried for the people killed for the sake of religion.
We prayed they found a better place,
I wondered did God see the pain and the suffering of our world?
I learned this day how cold man can be.

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Once, me and my soldiers loaded 10,000 Iraq soldiers into storage area. Frozen bodies, who once lived, danced and laughed. They left parent, brothers and sisters not knowing the final ending for them. I saw dead cities, killed by hunger and sickness. I also saw kind nuns in the mountains of Central America. Feeding, doctoring and being kind to people in need. I saw thousand people helping the hurricane victims in New Orleans. Us, we and them. Must stand as one. We must pray for peace, march in millions for peace,  must be one in the ending of war. All countries must stop the killing. Men, greatest sin. Killing of the innocence for profit and gain.

 

Dancing Coyote

 

 

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John Castellenas/Coyote