The True American Indian
Like a warrior I stand
brave and strong
and my wisdom
is like the mighty chief
my words are wise
that I speak
as I follow the vision
that is my destiny
to protect this sacred land
My soul is one with the wolf
and my Spirit is with the wind
I will never turn my back
on my Spiritual belief
but will fight for who are weak
from those who are wrong
in their ways of the white man
I will not run and hide
from the suffering and pain
that you conflict
in times that are black
I am a chosen one
a face you will never forget
in these days to come
And just like the rising sun
my people will rise again
in the end
we will walk free
for we are
the true American Indian
(Spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Cherokee
I once had a wise old indian
look at me and say
life is what you make of it son
and it just has yet begun
you can take it and make it
a peaceful world
or you can live it under the gun
but it only comes around once my friend
and it won't be here again
time's of trouble we won't forget
but don't let it eat your soul
for you are Cherokee
be proud and let the pain go
Learn from our people what you can
let them show you the way
set your spirit free
and walk among our elder's
the visions and the dreams
and follow the eagle you see fly
through the valley and streams
let him guide you and show you
oh, mighty warrior with a wolf's heart
and you will live another day
don't let it pass you by
Now I've grown to be a man
teaching the ways of the Cherokee
so much has yet to be done
we walked the trail of tears
still they could'nt make us run
their words kept us apart
as we struggled through the years
but we are Cherokee
mighty warrior's of this land
we walk together hand to hand
and we'll be here til the end
(spiritwind-2001)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Prayer To The Great Spirit
Great Spirit hear my call
and teach me of these things
I do not know
let me walk free with the wolf clan
so I may learn their wisdom
through the eyes of our sacred
of your creation
Give me strength to protect and preserve
what we have left of our Mother Earth
make me wise to teach others to follow
the path meant for us to take
by your grace
in this world now out of place
from our human race
I am only but one man
but guide me to help save
what we have taken away
with our ignorance and destruction
bring peace and harmony back again
for many generations to come
to end this misery of pain
so our children will live a life they deserve
Let me bring light into the hearts
of the shallow
and show them the ways of long ago
to walk in footprints of my ancestors
that for many years have softly tread
on the beauty of this precious land
Let these river's run wide and freely flow
with the presence of every touch by your hand
bring back what was for so long dead
let this sun shine on this sacred ground
that is covered in blood flowing red
with our hate and greed
Heal these wounds I bleed
make me a warrior a chosen one
to forever stand proud and tall
when times are hard and tears fall
from what we have done
Show me the way when my people forget
our true purpose and meaning here
so that I may bring better days tomorrow
of yesterdays forever gone
in these times of sorrow
one day we will all soon regret
Let me not walk in fear
in this moment of need
as I ask of your guidance on my vision
and my journey
you had given to me
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Native American Pride
Equa Adanvdo adanedi aya hia nvlinegvgv Yv uduladi nudale iga
(Great Spirit give me the strength I need another day)
nashi Yv anasgvti adasehede anisoi
(that I may guide others)
Nasquu gohi Yv adadvdodi vhnai nehi
(Also this I ask of you)
Equa Unitsi Elohino
(Great Mother Earth)
We walked in peace and harmony
warriors brave and strong
guided by the Great Spirit in the sky
respecting the way of Mother Earth
we taught this to our children at birth
We were all but one, just like the Eagle, we were free
this was our way, the way it would always be
with our wings spread, we would fly
this was our Native American Pride
Then white man came to take our land
said our way of life was wrong
this is what they would decide
and it didn't take them long
Still we didn't run and hide
we stood tall and made our stand
never to carry the white man's brand
this was our Native American Pride
For our own beliefs, so many died
both women and children cried
as one by one, all was lost
at the white man's cost
Said the color of their skin, made them right
but we didn't give in, without a fight
no matter how hard they would try
they couldn't break our Native American Pride
(Spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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See The Light
Walk forever beside me
and I will show you wisdom
so that you may see
tell others of my words
that upon you I will speak
of these days to come
and they too will see the light
so then they will not be weak
teach of the old ways
that I have shown you
and they also will find days of new
through the darkness of night
Spiritwind-2011
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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So You Want To Be A Indian (Riding In The Wind)
So you want to be a Indian
living off the land
riding in the wind
fighting to make a stand
defending to keep what is ours
that you believe is yours
So you want to be a Indian
trying to live again
riding in the wind
sticking up for your right to be
so we can be free
So you want to be a Indian
living in poverty
you want to be like me
riding in the wind
living without a home
feeling you stand here alone
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Chosen People
Glory is on our way[? ]
Worship the sun, great spirit.
Born of the mother earth,
Seek for the true white brother.
We are the chosen people, give back our sacred land.
We are the four grandfathers, a destiny for man.
It is written in our prophecy,
[it is written in our prophecy]
That we shall find the true white brother,
[we shall find the true white brother]
Who will help us, joined together, to build humanity.
There is a place for everyone.
We are the chosen people, give back our holy land.
We are the ever forest, we are great spirits hand.
She will call us soon,
She will shake her body,
Bringing your land to ruin.
Why will the world not hear us?
We are most ancient teachers, we know great spirits plan.
We learned by natures secrets, the inner side of man.
We are the chosen people, give back our sacred land.
We are the four grandfathers, a destiny for man.
song performed by by Kinks
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Windsong (A Wolves Song)
We were here to stay
to roam wild and free
like it was suppose to be
but now what was once many here
is now only but a few
in your heart I showed you fear
because of your hate
you showed for me
it was all you came to knew
We were children of Mother Earth
like the Eagle and Buffalo
we were sacred to this land
protectors of the night
forever free we would run
into the morning sun
Then you turned on me one day
with eyes so blind
you lost your way
and forgot what you should see
you had to have complete control
and choose our fate
now times are turned around
for me is it too late
You deserted me and my kind
and killed with our blood in your hand
said you had every right
even when you knew it was wrong
you still hunted me down
for your pleasure and fun
Though we never done you harm or grieve
you still hide behind your lies and belief
and take our young at birth
for a bounty you take my life away
say we don't belong here anymore
But remember when we are all gone
the silence of a Windsong
you will hear no more
we will be but only a memory
a Spirit now forever free
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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I Am Wolf
In the night it is my cry you hear
that carries on the echoes of the wind
the sound of ancient drums beating
my eye's that gaze right through you
from the shadows of your soul
it is my heart that beats from within
that protects you from that which you fear
in times you feel you can't make it through
it is my wisdom and strength that makes you whole
my hunger for knowledge you are feeding
it is my Spirit that keeps you free
for I am wolf, I am in you
and you are in me
and one we will always be
Spiritwind-2012
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Native Son
Ive seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes
The years have made me old but theyve made me wise
Now the white man lives where our rivers run
For now better days have passed
We walk the streets of broken glass
Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun
Like dogs we were driven from this place
Such injustice, time will not erase
All these changes cannot be undone
When you feel the anger inside of you
Hold your head high - let your aim be true
Though your heart beats like a drum
My native son
Once there was a time my little one
Before the wagons - before the soldiers guns
When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies
No white flag - no broken truce
With few words one can speak the truth - I dont hear it
Time wont heal it now
With each new day that comes to pass
Will the great spirit free us all at last?
He said we were the chosen ones
For all we had theres nothin left
We wont forgive - we cant forget
You know that your day will come
My native son
With each new day that comes to pass
Will the great spirit free us all at last?
What has happened can never be undone
When I was young - not yet a man
The sun rose and set upon our land
We were the chosen ones
My native son
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Dog Soldier Lodge Affirmed
We believed in love, freedom, nobility;
to spiritual depths of our souls.
We believed in spiritual sacredness;
of our vibrant untamed land.
We rode our mustangs like wind tossed rolling thunder;
drumming within across prairie storm front;
as we rode wild free ranging prairie wind;
sweeping across an untamed unshod land.
We were so proud to live; as robust hunter-warriors;
to walk stand tall; sharing tribal life spirit.
So proud to live! So proud to die!
We fought frightened forked tongued white devil;
with every honourable fibre of our sacred being;
as they swept like vermin; despoiling stealing violating;
great beauty of a spiritual primeval land.
As Dog Soldier Warriors; of entrusted sacred lodge;
we died as we lived; with respect spiritual nobility.
I remember drums beating beating beating....
as my tribe cast my sacred spirit free.
I remember ritual tribal drums beating;
as my people cast my shaman spirit free;
vanquishing suppressed pain of weeping wounds;
which had battle pierced bled profusely;
sustained in mesmeric dance of necessitated battle;
when trampled buffalo hide tepee; of venerated Great Spirit;
within my warrior hardened body; invincible in combat;
finally fell undefeated; before an ignoble enemy.
Defend ancestral hunting grounds; wearer of eagle feathered;
war bonnet; strike with medicine power; of eagle descending....
on prey; protect shaman warrior; brave deeds in battle worthy;
first to touch living fallen enemy in battle; in front of fighting.... notched decorated feathers tell your deeds; designate swift killing;
telling your fierce individual stories; scalping capturing....
enemy’s weapons shield proudly worn; how thunder on horseback
or foot; attacking fear you struck into veteran civil war enemies....
What remained of a once proud people; hostilities long bled;
cast my shaman spirit free; cleansing ceremony completing;
to roam restoring; releasing vitality; warrior leading retaliatory strikes;
be free in spiritual hunting ground; of earned nomadic nobility.
Until foretold time; descendant tribe; would seek; must seek;
wisdom of spirit world; to guide survivors in spiritual perpetuity.
Then search in sacred ritual circle ceremony; tribal knowledge proving;
for tribal lore; for primeval knowledge; for new found spirituality.
Guarded for time swept tribe; for time of great need;
by a shaman; by a newborn past ancestor; of awe inspiring ability.
We worshipped; in peace in war; wisdom of Great Spirit.
We worshipped life. We worshipped our land. In perpetuity.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Spirit
I can see my destination
I can hear my call
No more hesitation, mmm
This time I'm goin' for all
'Cause I know where this road leads to
And therefore I will rise
I know this dream will come true, mmm
And I will soar the sky
(Spirit, spirit)
Would you guide me? Oh
(Spirit) oh (spirit)
Stand by me
Come on, Come on, Come on
Set me free
I can feel the penetration
Of a strong wind movin' me, mmm
I feel can the elevation, mmm
Of an angel lifting me, mmm
'Cause I know where this road leads to
Therefore I will rise
I know this dream will come true, oh
And I will soar the sky
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Would you guide me? Ohh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Standin' by me
Come on, Come on, Come on
Set me free
(Oh spirit)
Now that I've found my way home
I've got to get there, get there (get there)
Though one step seems one mile long
Your bridge before my face (your bridge before my face)
I will take the leap of faith (I will take the leap of faith)
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Would you guide me? Oh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Stand by me, oh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Set me free...
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Spirit, set me free
(Spirit) help me find my way (spirit) stand by my side
Spirit take my hand and be my guide
(Spirit) run free (spirit) run free
Run free, run free
(Spirit) run free (spirit) run free...
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Words of liberation for my nation
Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.
I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.
Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.
The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.
poem by zimi Nakeni
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Wolf Warrior
I look at my own reflection
and see inside who I am
a wolf warrior I become
the mightiest of my clan
I see my true soul
With knowledge and wisdom
I teach the inner man
to walk the path as me
in the right direction
and open his eye's to see
what is truelly meant to be
Protecting all that is sacred
I will guide you through
teaching all you need to know
as you become a part of me
and I become a part of you
walking where others fear to tread
we become one on this journey
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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To Run and Hide
To run: To run and hide
Afraid to face the giants that arise
Strong man, strong man
Now too weak to stand
All courage tis faded
With an unseeming fate he's faced
That of a great seasoned warrior
Who now is no longer conqueror
To hide: to run and hide
Unwilling to face the divide
On the bullet teeth break
As devastion fear leaves in its wake
Unable now to face tomorrow
Refusing to take that which is hard to swallow
Impending doom now closing in
On he who shuts himself in
To run and hide, to run and hide
Will only a little time bide
Till your fears you will face
As you are caught by your greatest test
Strong man strong man
Now too weak to stand
To run and hide
Will with defeat concide
Strong man strong man
Now too weak to stand
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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White Wolf
She was the one and only indian girl
all that was left in her tribe
she gave so much in her world
a love you could'nt describe
all were left for dead
except this one who said..
Now my heart is like a White Wolf
that forever roams
different from the rest
that wander and can't see
all that use to be
They burned down all our homes
tortured and abused
she walked around confused
white man lies, we were used
She stood on top of a crest
wounds upon her chest
said this world is too far gone
like the White Wolf I go on alone
My heart turned into stone
tormented by their touch
they did just a little too much
this world now my crutch
She said I'm just a White Wolf here
no more will I walk in fear
they may have tried to break my spirit
still my soul is free
no longer will I fret
my will, will be done
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Through His Eye's
I looked deep in my souls reflection
and saw myself inside
beyond a sky that was burning
I saw just who I am
And as the smoke filled air cleared
I saw another man
through his eye's I could see
he was just another part of me
And as I reached out to take his hand
as he was lying there bleeding
the tears I could no longer hide
I saw the past of my people dying
here in a forgotten land
and through his eye's I dreamed
as he showed me a vision
to protect all that was sacred
Spiritwind-2012
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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The Promise
Release you back to God.
It is time to set you free.
The pain of letting you go.
Hoping He’ll return you to back me.
I’ll always be right by your side.
With you or without.
One of us knows, it is very clear.
What true love is all about.
I see you when you walk out the door.
I want to scream “Please come back! ”.
My love for you grows every day.
As your love it fades to black.
You may feel the grass is greener.
You have found somebody new.
But when the trials begin again.
Will your new lover remain tried and true?
Is he strong enough to carry you?
In the times when you’ll get weak.
Will he tell you that he loves you?
Even when he does not speak.
From his battles he faced before,
This boy he stopped and ran.
The warrior, he stands, he stands to fight
I fight because I’m your man.
And when you need him to fight for you.
I’ll bet you he’ll be gone.
But your three soldiers we wait for you.
Our battle rages on.
We vow to fight another day.
You’re the one we love the most.
Our true love it won’t fade away.
Even though you’re like a ghost.
Our perseverance it proves we’re men.
You’re playing with a boy.
We look at you like you’re a gem.
To him you’re just a toy.
Did you give it up all too soon?
Just before you got the prize.
Did you realize the truths you seek.
Might be riddled full of lies.
When you look back at all you left behind,
Will you see things very clear?
Your pride is like a magician.
It made true love just disappear.
I wait for my lover to come back.
I’ll wait for my best friend.
I’ll wait for you in heaven.
When this painful life does end.
It hurts to wait here patiently.
Down my lonely path I roam.
The promise I made to the Lord above.
Was to walk with you back home.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Lifeblind
Chosen to speak
Truth of the weak
Where is your god?
Truth has been lost
Where is the way?
Whose life will pay?
No one is wrong
Grief is too strong
Lose the way
Pain today
Who can say
Who will pay
No wisdom
No vision
All is lost
Pain is lost
Repeat 2nd verse
Lose the way
Pain today
Who can say
Who will pay
No wisdom
No vision
All is lost
Pain is lost
All is lost
Pain is lost (2x)
song performed by by Fear Factory from Soul Of A New Machine
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I Am
I am the silence in the night
an Eagle in flight
I am a Spirit in the wind
the wolf you hear howl
on a midnight prowl
I am the beginning and the end
of all that you see
I am not a idol
your saviour or a king
I am that of everything
with the answers you like to know
of all that you let go
I am forever free
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Story Of My Land
My father tell me rebel tell
Tell about hero from his father time
Time of hero’s time of kings
Kings how roll the land
Land of honour and leaders
Who abey one role is freedom
Freedom of mind freedom of soul
Soul who can say the true
True about now realty is nothing
Nothing but lies about heaven and hell
Hell is what we living right now......
Now is the time to seal back home
And free the virgin land
Before this rippers take what belong to us
Wake up and see them ripping you rights
Killing your dream killing your mighty soul
Sallow your speaks in there dark mouths
To stop the wind that blows in to your face
To cover you home land with black sky
Oh my darling we will be there
To be with you your waiting is over
This is where my father grow up
This where sap use I live and rise
But am coming back to take what belong to me
Every memory I miss every little detail in my land I have to see
I will go there and see the people I suppose to meat
So stand back there and fight me
Fight me because am coming to hang you in my city door
To make it lesson for who dear to mess up with my homeland
poem by Aryabod Siharyvani
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