Crazy Horse And Sitting Bulls Ancestors Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Cities hum with city lights,
Where Native folks live busy lives.
In Phoenix, Los Angeles, or Minneapolis streets,
Their modern world and spirit meets.

Some stay close to ancient ground,
On reservations, they are found.
Working jobs, like you and me,
In schools, or health, or proudly free,
Leading tribes with wisdom deep,
Secrets of their past to keep.

Their hearts still hold traditions old,
Stories in their tongues unfold.
They dance and sing at powwow bright,
Keeping culture burning light.

They speak for lands, for waters pure,
Their rights and futures to secure.
Though times are tough, with struggles real,
Their strength and spirit they reveal.
Reviving tongues, a vibrant sound,
Native hearts on modern ground.