THE KENTUCKY HILLS: A bad rap!
Thursday, September 28th, 2006
A poem submitted by Angelyn DeBord. She is an Appalachian-born and raised storyteller, actress, playwright and workshop leader from Gate City, VA. http://www.geocities.com/mtnstories/
I think of the children,
they’re young and they’re willing,
to lift up their wings and to fly.
But their way it is tangled,
don’t let them be mangled,
by the greed that we
pass down the line.
I lift mine eyes up now unto these hills
from whence always my help it has come.
I holler, “God help us,
Man’s greed it has scalped us,
for a strange definition of wealth.”
The mountains we love now,
God knows they’re our home now,
they’ve helped, they’ve held us for years.
But the land of our mother is now seeking cover
as the bulldozers strip off her crown.
What God has created,
Man’s greed’s laid asunder.
You can’t build a mountain back up.
But our children have voices,
let’s raise them to use them,
together we can save this land.
Yes, together we can save this land.
Say: together we can save this land.
Pray: together we can save this land.