Last Prophecy Of Crazy Horse Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Pain, so much pain,
But the Red People will rise again.
A gift for a world so sick,
Full of broken words, selfish tricks.
A world that needs light,
Lost in the dark night.

In seven lives, I see,
All people, wild and free.
Under the Tree of Life, we meet,
The Earth, one circle, complete.

Some of my people will know,
How all things can grow,
Together, as one, so true.
Young white ones will ask, what to do.
They'll seek the wisdom we keep,
Secrets of life, buried deep.

I see the light in your eyes,
The universe in its disguise.
When you find your inner peace,
And I find mine, our oneness will increase.
We'll be like one, then you'll see,
Connected, wild and free.