Crazy Horse's Prayer

How have you been all my good brothers?

I haven’t seen you since my skies they were blue.

I’ve been walkin’ my roads with the sons and the mothers

Of people whose dreams remind me of you.

And I can’t count the times that the pine cones have fallen

And the leaves turned to amber since last I saw you

But I have been at one with the coyotes callin’

And all of my visions have places for you.

I see the last river poisoned. I watch the last tree die.

While all of the children are too hungry to sleep.

I hear Mother Earth’s voice as it shatters the sky

But all that falls is just dust. She has no tears left to weep.

Can you see Crazy Horse standin’ with his eyes of cold steel

And off in one corner a tear tumbles by.

Well I think that I could tell you I know just how he would feel.

It’s a good day to fight and it’s a good day to die.

So, how have you been all my good brothers?

I haven’t seen you since my skies they were blue.

I’ve been walkin’ my roads with the sons and the mothers

Of people whose dreams remind me of you.

NOTES: This is a song to our Native American brothers and sisters who have been disenfranchised and whose sacred places have been destroyed along with much of our planet.