Across the hills, across the plains, <br />The Maasai people roam, <br />Sometimes to pause for short term gain, <br />Sometimes to build a home... <br />They hate our modern stress and strife <br />And flash technology, <br />They'd much prefer the simpler life, <br />The way life's meant to be. <br /> <br />Their vibrant coloured garments share <br />The fashion sense they own... <br />They have an independent air, <br />Such that they are well-known... <br />They fight for rights they still possess, <br />Just like all people do... <br />They want their share of happiness, <br />The old ways and the new. <br /> <br />What right have we to undermine <br />The ways they've lived for years? <br />What right have we to think it's fine <br />To bring their children tears? <br />So live and let live, that's my stance, <br />Our world is theirs as well... <br />Together we all stand a chance, <br />Each with a tale to tell... <br /> <br /> <br />Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2011. <br /> <br />The poem is based on the magnificent painting <br />by Stephen Gayford called 'Maasai Country'. <br /> <br />More Stephen Gayford poems here: <br />denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maasai-country/
