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    I need help coming up with a name for the following poem please reply if you have any suggestions. Thanks

    What do we do
    Where do we go
    you stole everything
    We have no more

    You took our land
    You took our way
    You left us with little
    And lead us to the grave

    You changed our ways
    You said it was right
    We laid down our arms
    We did not fight

    You said it would be better
    The life would be nice
    The way we lived
    Been traded for strife

    What happen to the promises you made
    Seems they change from day to day
    Trying to take again what is ours
    We have little but we still have power

    We will not surrender
    We will not fall
    We played this game before
    The last time you called

    You broke all the treaties
    Nothing seems the same
    You corrupt our youth
    With the things you put in there brain

    Now the times are getting worse
    They are getting very hard
    You did not listen then
    You have played your last card

    You have tried for 200 years
    All we have had is many tears
    We must rise again to see the fight
    Not with fist but Spiritual might

    It is not over
    For now is our call
    We stand united
    And we will not fall

    Our brothers and sisters come from the sky
    We have many people none have died
    We all come back to fight another day
    And you thought our beliefs was just a play

    To the stars we reach
    And to the stars we go
    Our home Mother Earth
    We will not let go*****

    May the Great Spirit Bless you

    Take Care
    Last edited by tanner; 04-10-2009, 04:49 PM.
    "May the Great Spirit Bless you"

    It is better to have less thunder in the mouth and more lightning in the hand.

    There is no death, only a change of worlds.

    When you are in doubt, be still, and wait;
    when doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage.
    So long as mists envelop you, be still;
    be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists
    -- as it surely will.
    Then act with courage.
    Ponca Chief White Eagle (1800's to 1914)

    Humankind has not woven the web of life.
    We are but one thread within it.
    Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
    All things are bound together.
    All things connect.

    Chief Seattle, 1854

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