They Came in The Thousands Poem by Little Eagle McGowan

They came in the thousands, 
from far across the great waters.

On virgin lands, they laid their hands,
And killed her sons and daughters

They called us "Indians",

With intent, to never come to know us
And brought their way of death,

As a law of life, to change the natural order......

With steel rail tracks, they branded Mother Earth,
To sell for cheap profit

They dug for coal, and hung us for gold,
Slaughtered buffalo
 everywhere, upon it 

As the sunlight shone, all the peace was gone, so doing as they saw fit.

Our children's sweet smiles, our ancestor's lifestyle, turned to tears and heartache.

Aaah but I do unrepentantly remember that dream nobody deigns to speak....

Of days gone by, when the newborn infants sighed, to the sound of chickadees...

And warriors bold, with their maidens strol'd, getting down upon their knees....

To drink from running streams at will; and fireside stories told at ease......

About how this great land, our Mother, in the golden glow of Father Sun, always free.....

How the Great Spirit invades every living cell with joy, for us to.... just...Be.

And why we must in harmony abide, by brother wind's side, and sister tree....

As our heart's eye, upon the red road, leads our moccasins, into 
a blessed eternity.