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<\/p>\nThe elders spoke against the box
\nCovered with the cloth
\nThat painted pictures on the glass
\nAnd they wanted not
\nTheir picture taken, for they wished
\nYo keep for themselves whole
\nFor a man looses a little each time
\nWhen his picture is taken, it takes his soul.<\/p>\n
–oOo–<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
–oOo–<\/p>\n
These times of the spirit are empty
\nOf hope we have little too
\nFaith has faded in freedom
\nAnd those who believe are now few
\nLittle care for their fellow man
\nNone lives to his need
\nAll want at the expense of each other
\nAll that powers us is greed.<\/p>\n
–oOo–<\/p>\n
Every place we are
\nEverywhere we walk
\nSomeone somewhere sees
\nWhen on our phones we talk
\nAn image is recorded
\nWe are not aware, yet we know
\n60 pictures a second
\nTaken on video…<\/p>\n
–oOo–<\/p>\n
Maybe the Red Man was right
\nOur loss of our soul seems to stem
\nWith the more images of us that’s taken
\nFor the satisfaction of Them
\nWho worry about security and freedom
\nWho want to monitor and tag us where we go
\nIt for our own good they tell us
\nThat we have even less freedom we know…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The elders spoke against the box Covered with the cloth That painted pictures on the glass And they wanted not Their picture taken, for they wished Yo keep for themselves whole For a man looses a little each time When his picture is taken, it takes his soul. –oOo– –oOo– …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,745],"tags":[2660,65,2661,882,1747],"class_list":["post-2528","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","category-native-american-tales","tag-2660","tag-life-2","tag-native-american-beliefs-camera","tag-native-americans","tag-superstition","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-EM","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":833,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/marching-past-trinity-college\/","url_meta":{"origin":2528,"position":0},"title":"Marching Past Trinity College","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"3rd October 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Written after the \"Right to Work\" march on June 1, 2010 ---oOo--- We marched there, chanting slogans Past the gates of Trinity On College Green in Dublin A few hundred odd, and me A poet from down the country Who had much of the worlds wrongs to say And chanting\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Austerity"","block_context":{"text":"Austerity","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/austerity\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":825,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/native-man-to-the-sky-speaks\/","url_meta":{"origin":2528,"position":1},"title":"Native Man to the Sky Speaks","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"3rd October 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"I am the native of this land Given to my forefathers by the Gods of old we then did know: The Wind, Mountain Spirit and the Sun Which were the God I came to know when told By the White Man who stole my land But that was then in\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Native American Tales"","block_context":{"text":"Native American Tales","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/native-american-tales\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":3494,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-follow-an-eagle-in-flight\/","url_meta":{"origin":2528,"position":2},"title":"To Follow An Eagle in Flight – the Flight of Peltier","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"21st January 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=q3g7limv10s In flight they free their captors Who are in hot pursuit Who seek only vengeance And do not care for the truth Above them appeared an eagle Sitting in a tree Some whose faith were strong declared A manifestation of Tunkashila - The Great Mystery And decreed to follow\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Native American Tales"","block_context":{"text":"Native American Tales","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/native-american-tales\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/q3g7limv10s\/0.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":1873,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-first-sign\/","url_meta":{"origin":2528,"position":3},"title":"The First Sign (The Hopi Native American Prophecies)","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th June 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=EL1nMIqJgH0 The first sign of the changing of the fourth to the fifth world according to Hopi legend is explored in this poem, which is the first of a series of poems exploring the signs both past and to come. 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