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Array ( [sid] => 163155 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => THE WISE OLD INDIAN CHIEF [time] => 2010-11-10 05:29:45 [hometext] => The poem is about a grand father and hid grand son. [bodytext] => There was a wise old Indian chief, who was at journey’s end,
He had a heart desire that his grand son could spend the
Summer with him.

His son was a wealthy business man who caught up in the big city
Ways.
But one day the Indian chief received a letter from his son saying it
Would be ok.

The wise old Indian chief loved his grand son and became his best friend,
And while he kept him he showed him his people ways and how to live
Off the land.

Together they fished and hunted and he taught him how to use a bow.
Yes the wise old Indian chief showed his grand son lot of things he
Didn’t know.

One night as they were camping out by the camp fire keeping warm
Because the weather was cool.

The wise old Indian chief said to his grand son do you know you have
A battle going on inside of you.

The wise old Indian chief told his grand son there are two wolves
Inside of you fighting all the time.

And one wolf wants your soul and the other wants your heart
And mind.

The wise old Indian chief said one wolf is filled with hate and pride,
And the other wolf is filled with love, peace and divine.

The grand son looked at his grand father with his eyes wide open and
Said grand father who will win tell me please?

And the wise old Indian chief said grand son it’s up to you on which wolf
You will feed. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 271 [topic] => 62 [informant] => sidneyconrad23 [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 Nov 10, 2010 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
THE WISE OLD INDIAN CHIEF

Contributed by sidneyconrad23 on Wednesday, 10th November 2010 @ 05:29:45 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual



There was a wise old Indian chief, who was at journey’s end,
He had a heart desire that his grand son could spend the
Summer with him.

His son was a wealthy business man who caught up in the big city
Ways.
But one day the Indian chief received a letter from his son saying it
Would be ok.

The wise old Indian chief loved his grand son and became his best friend,
And while he kept him he showed him his people ways and how to live
Off the land.

Together they fished and hunted and he taught him how to use a bow.
Yes the wise old Indian chief showed his grand son lot of things he
Didn’t know.

One night as they were camping out by the camp fire keeping warm
Because the weather was cool.

The wise old Indian chief said to his grand son do you know you have
A battle going on inside of you.

The wise old Indian chief told his grand son there are two wolves
Inside of you fighting all the time.

And one wolf wants your soul and the other wants your heart
And mind.

The wise old Indian chief said one wolf is filled with hate and pride,
And the other wolf is filled with love, peace and divine.

The grand son looked at his grand father with his eyes wide open and
Said grand father who will win tell me please?

And the wise old Indian chief said grand son it’s up to you on which wolf
You will feed.




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Re: THE WISE OLD INDIAN CHIEF (User Rating: 1 )
by cashfan1 on Thursday, 11th November 2010 @ 09:54:34 AM AEST
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This is very certain writing. You tell a story with some fine words and phrases and I enjoyed it very much. Well done.




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