WOUNDED KNEE 1973

The AIM war cry thunders across our lands
Igniting pride trampled by history
Gathering The People lost in cities
Survivors of Relocation Pogroms
Reservation politics got the rest
The BIA guards the sacred door to
education opening just a crack
Selecting a chosen few to squeeze through
To swim the holy waters reserved for
The rich and the privileged and the white
Nixon's administration's sponsoring
Blonde prostitutes for the NTCA
White kids, now fully awake, demonstrate
To stop the war,, and killing of all life
DB Cooper's still missing, he got away
Dennis says he's coming to Wounded Knee
Humor overcomes the cold and hunger
At dark time we watch the tracers come in
As if they were shooting stars to carry
our prayers higher, lighting the way home
It is the right time for youth, truth and dreams
Circled by US Marshalls I AM FREE
In Amerika Freedom of the press
is one of the myths of democracy
News blackouts hang over South Dakota
It covers deeds and deals of complicity
No one wants to hear angry Indians
Who refuse to live the lie anymore
Sober, articulate, young and angry
Long haired and armed, educated by you
Does the face of fear wear a red headband
We are Crazy Horse's people come back
Joseph and Geronimo live in us
The Tribal Chairmen's Association
Backed by the feds, playing GOOD INDIANS
Denounce the militants: troublemakers
Agitators, cover up the story
Heat up left over lies, serve it again
No matter. The vanished tell no stories
Survivors do, painted in poetry