Bernadette Langer Poet Rhyme

The Wind Whispers Our Names

You forced us from our lands 
Killed our warriors and our brides
Called us filthy savages 
Filled the history books with lies

We were a powerful nation 
Lived peacefully from the land 
Had families that we loved 
Listened to God's chosen plan

You tried to force us out 
To take what wasn't yours 
Offered us your friendship 
But behind the smile hid wars 

You said we were heathens 
For God we called another name 
But no matter what he's called 
He is God, one in the same

You ridiculed our many customs 
Herded us to reservations like sheep
Where we died of disease and starvation 
For we couldn't even hunt to eat

You thought us stupid and ignorant 
Of book ways this was true
But in the ways of humanity 
We were miles ahead of you 

We worshipped the sun and moon
Trusted in the power above 
Cared for all God's creatures
Treated our own with great love

We never killed for sport
Only taking what we needed 
Yet you killed the buffalo stocks
Til they were almost depleted

So many great tribes we were
Now almost wiped from this earth
Can you hear us in the wind?
For our spirit was our worth 

Just a filthy red man
You watched us while we died 
The only thing truly red in us 
Was the blood you spilled from inside

You spilled it upon the land 
Without conscience or regret 
Years later you tried to hide 
The fate that we had met

Still some of us survived 
Our blood thinned but still strong 
We are still on this earth
To remind you of your wrongs 

See the little Indian boy 
Playing by the wood 
Does he not have the right 
To be where his ancestors stood 

Oh spirits of the sky 
Protect all that remains 
Remember us from the past 
As the wind whispers our names

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