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Massacred Nation
The year 1890 December 29th Wounded Knee, South Dakota My tribe lost their lives The USS 7th On their orders so To round up the Sioux Railroad herd them and go Us Lakota were next To disarm their request But my cousin Black Coyote At best he was deaf Not hearing the orders To lay down our guns A chain reaction Ensued on my tribal ones Chaos and mayhem Distressed our grounds This proud nation Beaten down Men, women and children 300 slain Another reminder For the white mans gain To disrespect the fallen Slows our souls to our gods We were left in a blizzard Hardened like logs In three days we rose Civilians did lift And dumped us unceremoniously In a hole in the drift My corpse and my peoples Stripped and robbed As flakes of snow Confirm our spirits have sobbed As i am reborn again In another country It gives me the freedom To look back and see That December day in 1890 Gunning down innocent ones Not so mighty The Medal of Honor In their distinguished past The record still stands On their chests they flash But attitudes change As two centuries pass The Medal Of Honor Has won back its class No longer the weak Gunned down by the strong Its man against man Sometimes they do wrong So as i sit back in my adopted nation Will i live again past this lives station Writing the wrongs of modern man This Lakota warrior who never ran http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/native-americans.php
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