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1999 -2000-08
Welcome To Our Past - Present & The Future
                            Where Will Our Children Live...
     A lonesome warrior stands in fear of what the future brings,
  he will never hear the beating drums or the songs his brothers sing.
  Our many nations once stood tall and ranged from shore to shore
  but most are gone and few remain and the buffalo roam no more.
  We shared our food and our land and gave with open hearts,
  We wanted peace and love and hope, but all were torn apart.
  All this was taken because we did not know what the white man had in store,
  They killed our people and raped our lands and the buffalo roam no more.
  But those of us who still remain hold our heads up high, and the spirits of
  the elders flow through us as if they never died.
  Our dreams will live on forever and our nations will be reborn, our bone and
  beads and feathers all will be proudly worn.
  If you listen close you will hear the drums and songs upon the winds, and in
  the distance you will see....the buffalo roam again.
  Submitted by Tommy Flamewalker Manasco

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