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Lakotah Siyotanka

The Siyotanka Is Ours!

Buffy first narrates about she wrote, then sings Universal Soldier

LYRICS:

Now that your big eyes have finally opened
Now that you're wondering how must they feel
Meaning them that you've chased across America's movie screens
Now that you're wondering how can it be real
That   more...the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda
They starve in their splendor
You've asked for my comment I simply will render

My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

Now that the longhouses breed superstition
You force us to send our toddlers away
To your schools where they're taught to despise their traditions
You forbid them their languages, then further say
That American history really began
When Columbus set sail out of Europe, then stress
That the nation of leeches that conquered this land
Are the biggest and bravest and boldest and best
And yet where in your history books is the tale
Of the genocide basic to this country's birth
Of the preachers who lied, how the Bill of Rights failed
How a nation of patriots returned to their earth
And where will it tell of the Liberty Bell
As it rang with a thud Over Kinzua mud
And of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this year

My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

Hear how the bargain was made for the West
With her shivering children in zero degrees
Blankets for your land, so the treaties attest
Oh well, blankets for land is a bargain indeed
And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had collected
From smallpox-diseased dying soldiers that day
And the tribes were wiped out and the history books censored
A hundred years of your statesmen have felt it's better this way
And yet a few of the conquered have somehow survived
Their blood runs the redder though genes have paled
From the Gran Canyon's caverns to craven sad hills
The wounded, the losers, the robbed sing their tale
From Los Angeles County to upstate New York
The white nation fattens while others grow lean
Oh the tricked and evicted they know what I mean

My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

The past it just crumbled, the future just threatens
Our life blood shut up in your chemical tanks
And now here you come, bill of sale in your hands
And surprise in your eyes that we're lacking in thanks
For the blessings of civilization you've brought us
The lessons you've taught us, the ruin you've wrought us
Oh see what our trust in America's brought us

My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

Now that the pride of the sires receives charity
Now that we're harmless and safe behind laws
Now that my life's to be known as your "heritage"
Now that even the graves have been robbed
Now that our own chosen way is a novelty
Hands on our hearts we salute you your victory
Choke on your blue white and scarlet hypocrisy
Pitying the blindness that you've never seen
That the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory
They were never no more than carrion crows
Pushed the wrens from their nest, stole their eggs, changed their story
The mockingbird sings it, it's all that he knows
"Ah what can I do?" say a powerless few
With a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye
Can't you see that their poverty's profiting you

My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

Buffy Sainte-Marie on Rainbow Quest with Pete Seeger (Episode 38)  less

The Medicine Wheel at Big Horn, Wyoming. My wife and I make a journey here every year to tie our prayer cloth and leave it at the wheel. We weep every time we come, we lament for our ancestors, and   more...pray to Wakan Tanka for the seventh generation and the unfolding of the Red and Blue days. Aho!  less

The Black Brook Singers of the Wampanoag Tribe of Aquinnah on the island of Martha's Vineyard use Native American musical traditions to create new songs for today.

ON MAY 30,2008 VICTORIA PARK,BRANTFORD ON.,SIX NATION TERRITORY THE MENS COUNCIL OF SIX NATIONS AND OUR NON NATIVE FRIENDS STAGED A PEACE RALLY TO ENCOURAGE THE CANADIAN GOVERNMENT TO ADDRESS LAND DISPUTES   more...THAT HAVE BEEN ONGOING FOR MORE THAN TWO HUNDRED YEARS.WHILE AT THE SAME TIME ACROSS THE STREET AT THE COURTHOUSE THE CITY OF BRANTFORD WAS GETTING AN INJUNCTION TO PREVENT THE NATIVES FROM PROTESTING THE THEFT OF THEIR LANDS AND ALSO THEY WANT THE RIGHT TO CALL IN THE ARMY TO PUT DOWN THE NATIVES.IN THIS VIDEO PHILLIP SKY READS THE WORDS OF CAYUGA CHIEF PAST,DESKAHEH.
IN 1921 THIS CHIEF TOOK THIS MESSAGE TO THE FLEDGLING UNITED NATIONS IN SWITZERLAND AND TRIED TO DELIVER IT TO THEM.BECAUSE OF THE GREAT INFLUENCE OF THE U.S. AND CANADA THEY WERE TURNED DOWN BUT HE WAS SUCCESSFUL IN GETTING HEARD BY MANY PEOPLE AND ON THE RADIO IN THE U.S.
HE WAS NEVER ALLOWED TO RETURN TO HIS BELOVED HOME ON THE GRAND RIVER TERRITORY IN CANADA AND DIED IN THE U.S.,SADLY HIS WORDS STILL RING TRUE TODAY,AFTER ALL THESE YEARS NOTHING HAS CHANGED.VIDEO BY RATHAHONNI [NO COPYRIGHT]FREE VIEWING.  less

A Spot on the mountain with Running Water

Oren Lyons, Onondaga Faithkeeper, Professor at SUNY Buffalo, shares some of the history of the Iroquois Confederacy. he explains the manner in which leadership is chosen.

My Great Grandfather on my Fathers side was Full Blood Cherokee. He lived on this reservation. He told my Grandmother about The Trail Of Tears , many stories as she was growing up.. It was a very sad   more...time for the Cherokee..  less

Superman runs amok. Stitching, laying out, cutting

designing the quilt, to think or not to think?

With my interest in Ancient Astronauts I wrote this song. Some native American tribes met Gods from the skies and called them the Kachina.

These are some of the statistics concerning some of the trials faced in the Native American Community. It should be kept in mind for some of these numbers that we only comprise about 0.8% of the population.

My take on racial, religious, ethnic, gender, and class tolerance/unity in America.

WHAT'S YOUR TAKE?

FACT.RANDOM,SHOT GLASS,NATIVE AMERICAN

Supposedly this is a bona-fide fighting technique. I think it's just a guy having a seizure.

Happy Thanksgving series part 1

I love this song. So powerful and a great match with Spirit.

There are some things I wish I did better, but all around this is a pretty good Spirit video of mine.