A wise old Lakota-Sioux Woman

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The old photo to your left is an important one:Chief's Red Cloud and Sitting Bull. (Update: a fellow blogger notified me and corrected the Warrior next to Red Cloud is American Horse. Also see picture of American Horse in full headress at bottom of this blog) I'm a Lakota-Sioux ,born and raised in Central Wyoming on the Arapho/ Shoshone Rez. My wisdom comes from the school of hard knocks,and the paths I choose to take. Along with the advice and stories from my elders, my road has lead me here.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Native American's 911

Share/Save/Bookmark In the beginning, when the ships came and dropped off the travelers from distant countries. We watched and listened. They came as friendly's. We welcomed them and as the years passed, things changed. They changed..They became full of greed, they wanted all that we had loved and cherished. Our lands. And these invaders came and they killed. They killed and killed and where ever we went they followed and killed some more. They killed our food, our great Chieftan's, our young braves. Then the women and children, our future. They burned our villages, stole our ponies and spat on our bodies. as we lay dead and dying on the prairie's across Mother earth. We somehow failed to protect her, that's what the Great One put us here to do. To tend the earth, and the wildlife and keep all abundant and in harmony. They put us in lands fit for on man, then gathered us up again and herded us like cattle, starving us and making us walk many miles till we dropped and then they shot us again. Many years have passed, now they sit and look out on what was once a beautiful earth, at what they have done. And in the modern world, we still are confined to the reservations they forced us upon back then.

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