The Scoop
WE ARE THE PEOPLE
By Mimi Herrmann
Her eyes were as green as the grass in the spring
Her skin was as white as the new fallen snow
Her hair was as black as the raven's dark wing
And she said that what she is I never can know.
Chorus:
I am one of the People, I come from the Land
I worship the gods of the sea, earth, and sky
I have wisdom on my lips and power in my hand
And nobody here is as special as I.
A warrior he, from a proud, noble folk
Traditions that went back to times long before
Those traditions dictated that they never spoke
Of the things that we lesser folk wished to know more.
Chorus:
I am one of the People, I come from the Land
I worship the gods of the sea, earth, and sky
I have wisdom on my lips and power in my hand
And nobody here is as special as I.
A healer, she told me, and famed far and wide
For the magic she worked with her hands and her mind
But to speak with her more would mean death from her tribe
So she turned and left me in the dust far behind.
Chorus:
I am one of the People, I come from the Land
I worship the gods of the sea, earth, and sky
I have wisdom on my lips and power in my hand
And nobody here is as special as I.
Now I walk the land, in its width and its breadth
And I sing to the stars with my god-given tongue
And I know just one thing from my birth to my death
We all are one people, though far we are flung.
Last chorus:
We are the People, we come from the Land
We worship the gods of the sky, earth, and sea
With forbearance as our creed and tolerance for all
And everyone here is as special as we.