Visiting this ancient place
with a look of wonder on my face
Wondering what had happened here
did Native people live with fear?
It must have been a fierce fight
to keep thier homes and land.
All the suffering was just not right.
The lies were flying
when offered a friendly hand,
To stand here in these ruin,
you feel thier spirit,
you hear thier voices in the wind.
Stand still, the sound of war drums
you will hear it.
The abuses of the past, will return.
The wise person knows this
and they fear it.
History repeats itself.