September 28, 2010
Our ways are changing
Is it for the better or is it for the worst

Out of all this hate
Is there one soul
One nesene (friend) that can get us through
These hard times

Mad man
Savage man
They call us
When all we wanted was to share a little nanomonestotse (peace)

Our ways are disappearing
Our tribes taking on the new ways
No longer looking toward the ma’heono (spirits)
But to the white man

These people who take interest
In our culture
The one who helps us keep our ways
Are the one that we call neve’tovo (brother)

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