We Are All Here She Screams Into The Wind Poem by Winema Suehead

Not prolonged
Naked in time
Such weight on my shoulders
This birth right that's mine
So few left and so many gone
Its hard to know just where One belongs

We are still here
she screams into the wind
But when dose the security of our survival begin?

I am but one of so very few
All this alone I can not do

So I call to the four directions
I call to all nations,
I call to Great Spirit,
I call out for Love,

Together now! !
Together now! !