My Heart Speaks Great Spirits

Great spirits I cry,
I ask of you, why!
Why ,must I see my land be over taken ?

Why is my nation under siege?
I was here , my forefathers were here,
way before white men came,

My forefather set no stakes,
his land was free,
 we are a nation of many tribes,
United under the same cause,

Why must I see my land destroyed,
Must it be this way?
My rights are not held up for,
my people are ridiculed,

Never was a treaty honored,
You came here,
 took:;
and took;
All for greed,

Finally the Red Wolf and the Grey Wolfs were gone,
You pushed westward,
soon the Buffalo and Whitetail Deer were near extinction,

Then where the eagle soared,
then to the west coast of our nation, where the Condor flew ,
you brought extinction,
soon our fishing streams where Salmon spawn
could no longer withstand the blight,
and the whiteowls soon disappeared.

You cut the forest
drove the wildlife away,
Burned the prairies,
You mined the the hills and mountain,
you polluted our streams,
and left our air polluted,

Now that you have done all this;
 you have now exploited your own people,
sorrow be that they have no jobs,
 sorrow be; you have now  taken jobs abroad,

Why must the cancer spread,
do other nations  really know?
 Left are the scars of a nation,
 ravaged and raped of its native heritage,

Must it go on?

Hanger