| You
look deeply into my eyes,
into my soul with sadness and with the deepest love
You are telling me of your suffering and of your Nation
I can feel your penetrating gaze touch my heart
I can see the tear that is about to fall from your eye
You have given everything you have to give
You are weary
The Old Way is vanishing as are your herds and the vastness
of your prairies
Your people are growing tired and your heart breaks
Nothing is as it once was
Respect for you and your people has grown less and less
You Old Ones were magnificent in your youth
You roamed free and covered the land
Your whole lives were awe-inspiring
We will never forget you
What can we do to help you survive?
How can we repay you for all you have given?
I am here....use me I am willing.....show me
I Honor You!
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