Dakotas Defiance

Mankind, I fear is losing Its leaders, know not shame They cast aside the helpless The hopeless and the maimed Their lawyers speak to justify Their evil, soulless deeds The lowly, all but crucified Unheard, their childrens needs Beaten, bruised and broken We’ve thread our Trail of Tears There’s nothing stood before us now No greater hidden fears As history repeats itself A thousand times again Our souls will not fall captive To the wills of Godless men Sing sweetly of your secrets I hear whispered on the wind Talk of tales regaled in folklore Oh! Let heroes rise again Tell proudly of the deeds men do Though their bodies fall to dust To rise above the ashes To punish the unjust Did it ever really matter A people they forsake A den of thieves and liars The choice is theirs to make Good people truly saddened Thought less of, than they’re worth Dakota rivers blackened For the monies in the dirt Proud people of the land Great wisdom they impart A House of White it hides behind The darkness in mens hearts The mighty dollar screams aloud Its servants royally gowned Are worth more than a beaded corpse In an Indian Burial Ground