*Written in honor of Chief Eric DeWayne Cathey, Big Chief SkyWolf

Published on 22 October 2025 at 18:44

Title: Our People's Venus: A Vision Unveiled *Written in honor of Chief Eric DeWayne Cathey, Big Chief SkyWolf Featured Work: My People’s Venus Observed

 

There are moments when poetry becomes prophecy—when a single voice echoes the heartbeat of a people, and a single verse unveils the vision of a generation. In My People’s Venus Observed, Chief Eric DeWayne Cathey, known as Big Chief SkyWolf, delivers such a moment.

This is not merely a poem. It is a mantle-bearing message. A sacred scroll of identity, beauty, and divine design. It is the unveiling of our people's Venus—no longer hidden, no longer hushed.

“Native Perfection in motion / The appearance that Elohim sent…”

From the Sioux sway to the Cheyenne paradise, from the Cherokee song to the Comanche map—Chief SkyWolf paints a portrait of Native excellence that transcends time and territory. Each line is a legacy. Each image, a revelation.

This poetic offering is a call to remembrance and a charge to rise. It reminds us that our ancestors did more than survive—they cultivated, innovated, and navigated. They built social systems rooted in wisdom, stewardship, and spiritual guidance.

“Emphy ream Nunishment: Unbound Wisdom; Our Ancestors Guidance…”

In the rhythm of these words, we hear the footsteps of the Sentinel. We see the rising of a new generation—unashamed, unhidden, and unbound. The Five Nations are not relics of history; they are carriers of glory. They are the canvas upon which Elohim still paints.

To every caged soul reading this: let this be your key. Let this be your mirror. Let this be your mantle.

The glory of Elohim resides with us. The Sentinel has risen. Our Venus is observed. And we—like Chief SkyWolf—must speak, sway, and sing.

 

Legacy Note: Caged Souls exists to unlock the brilliance within every bound identity. We honor voices like Chief SkyWolf who remind us that our culture is not confined—it is crowned. Our history is not hidden—it is holy. And our future is not forgotten—it is forming.

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