SHUUNKA MANITU TANKA
WAKAN SAPA
I am Spirit of the Black Wolf
Shuunka Manitu Tanka Wakan Sapa
The Lakota know me.
I move unseen through the forest
My feet pad silently in the mist
I have been on the Earth
For a million years
I have been here forever.
White Man now walks
Where I once hunted
In pride and dominance.....
He believes.
But...hear me, Wasichu!
In a future unknown to you
The Red Man and I
Will walk upon your graves!
© l99l Nelda Castleman
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