Shanawanikki Nations (Nippowa Tribe)

It’s A Good Day To Die

I lift my hands unto the Great Spirit
and worship him who has by
himself created all things visible and
invisible, who has blessed
me with long life, who has set me upon my
Mother among the Human
Beings that respect his name and worship
him with an unsoiled spirit and heart.

Many moons have passed and my memory flickers
as a candle on a windy day that is ready to
die out forever more. I have seen
unspeakable things that have been committed
against the Human Beings, hard to be spoken,
the cry of the young for their mothers,
and mothers for their children that will never
return unto to them ever again.
The wisdom of our Elders died with our old
a helpless people that embraced those who
traveled across the deep waters, they came
with a split tongue killed our people and
fed them to their dogs,
covering our Mother with a heavy blanket,
killing our buffalo for sport,
our land is sacred! Our Mother has nourished
our fathers and our children
and the creatures have given their life for
meat and their coat to keep us warm.

They didn’t understand nor do they still
understand the way of life, they
despise the day of small things and raped
our mother for gain and pleasure
we must keep the decree of life and respect
the land. Our Mother has been
provoked and she will shake the heaviness
that has been placed on her.

The blood of our children cries unto the
Great Spirit. They cannot feel
the fire of the heavens that nourished their
existence that gave them their beauty.
Oh Great Spirit this is a good day to die,
I’m weak but ye are strong keep me in the
right path which my fathers have taken
back to you, I humble myself to be accepted
in your most sacred presences.

Shanawanikki Nations (Nippowa Tribe)