For the Lakota People

Listen my friends
You of the shadow skin
And the night hair
Children of the Great Earth Mother
Watchers in still places

You were
And shall be again
The guardians of this land

When the false sun rises
And blood is on the moon
When the seasons lose their reason
And the ashes of your enemies
Lie as snow on the land
You shall be the new dawn

For you are the lance
That from the past
Into the future