We Are Here

We are still here She spoke without fear, And also with pride, as she cried When others wanted her people to disappear. She spoke of her great forgotten nation The Native American's this country's creation, Then the whites came to explore, it's now no more The fourth is not their celebration. They had raped and killed and stole her land After smoking a pipe and shaking their hand, Then they killed the buffalo, from years ago And they broke and arrested their band. Her people were arrested When from the whites control they fought and protested, The country's true birthright, was not white As God Almighty had requested. She is still standing tall Proclaiming this fact to one and all, Murder, rape and steal, we will stand and we will heal And we will never fall. Randy L. McClave