Waphiye Wichasha
Pharmacological firms drained out
our medical recipes for free
and are selling them now as patents
for lucrative prices.
Our medical recipes belong to everybody
for sickness is evil
and even worst human is better than sickness.
We are the warriors, the brave man
with honor and dignity.
Only defensive fight and war
are right, vengeance is evil.
The vengeance belongs to Great Spirit,
the creator and giver of life
We do not have ethic build on
personality but character.
Our characters are our inner values.
We are only the tools of Great Spirit.
We call to him to give us grace and redemption.
People who took our medicines disrespect us,
but we do not call them our enemies
and we extend our hands to greet them.
We want to work with them in unison.
Wo yay yay wo -
Medicine Man, cure all the people.
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