Once Upon A Time

"THE LEGEND OF DREAM CATCHERS"

On the fourth sunrise of Spring,
A frivolous war was emerging.
Two tribes ready to fight for honor
Yet both keen for peaceful order.
Askuwteau, the Cikipeciciwan tribe chief
Asked for guidance in his grief.
To Matchitehew, the shaman, he sought this,
Only to find that he was not for peace.
To this, the chief disagreed
And chose to follow what the heart pleased.
Now both tribes are united,
Yet our story has not ended.

Matchitehew, deeply insulted
That his advise was omitted,
Sought vengeance for his embarrassment
.To be chief was his grand enthralment.
And so when the sun was consumed by darkness
And all were hugged by dream's warmness,
Matchitehew sneaked into the chief's tent
And poisoned the chief as he meant.
His desire closer it seems
But there is still one hurdle to his dreams.
For Askuwheteau has a son,
To him, the chief will lay the throne upon.
The same evil deed Matchitehew must fulfill
For him to complete his will.

In the following sunrise,
A plight came as a surprise.
For the chief's son had awoken
Next to a cold shaman.
The shaman died from a poisonous bite
By a spider that wished him nothing but smite.
Though a spider they did not find,
It's web to the chief's son's tent still twined
T'was believed that Askuwheteau was reincarnated.
Became a spider so his son would be protected.
For though Matchitehew is no longer living,
He still wishes to harm the living.

This story has been passed on
From generation to generation.
Each time the story world change.
Some would even rearrange.
Soon after the story of a loving father
Turns into a cover
For those that come at night.
For those that gives us a fright.
Now the love of a father
Has become a DREAMCATCHER.

(save the whales)