this is a poem that was made because the US wants to put a pipe line through our caribou breeding grounds
which in turn cause my people to lose tradition when it comes to traditional caribou dinner. We have lived off the caribou for hundreds of years no and if they put that pipe line through the caribou breeding grounds the numbers will decrease because the caribou will not beable to have their young in a place they know and trust so they will slowly parish.
this poem will be in english first then it will be in the Vuntut Gwitch'in language
the amount you comment this will tell me how many people still care about the wildlife.
any ways here is it in english.enjoy
Imagine
Imagine a land
Of powder blue sky
Where caribou roam
And many birds fly
Imagine a river
So wide and so clean
Imagine a people
So strong and so lean
The Vuntut Gwitchin
A proud ancient band
Live off the earth
And love this land
See now the sky
Turn ashy and black
Watch animals flee
And never turn back
A fragile ecosystem
Destroyed and gone
While loud oil rigs
Drill on and on...
Now imagine the power
You hold in your hand
To stop oil development
And save this great land.
And in gwitch'in:
Uninjaathut
Nunh rsi dhuui
Uninjaathut
Zze zit kkho kwa
Ezik vutzui nuhao
Tzi kei nuhuntutul
Hun gwinchya ultsya
Uninjaathut
Tinji ninttui govursijoui
Uninjaathut
Vuntut Gwitchin
Yeeno gwatsut tinji
Ji nunh kug googwindui
Tzut kuttijinidhun
Choog zze zit
Ttoh negwatchit lhidtsi gwili
Chutthui lhuhao
kkinjik nuhao kwa
Nunh kug ttrigwandui
Tchihdugwididhut
Tthui gwizik khthui jokka
Kkuttruntyi
Ttui dahtchi nyunli zit choi
Keninjaathut
Ji nunh khthui jokka kkuttruntyi
Kwitshi kwikettrahunatia
Kenjit.
Well tell me what u think by leavin a comment
Thanks for reading it
Naughty Nikki
