I Hope That No More Groans Of

I Saw Clearly That War Was Upon Us When I Learned That My Young Men Had Been Secretly Buying Ammunition.

It Required A Strong Heart To Stand Up Against Such Talk, But I Urged My People To Be Quiet And Not To Begin A War.

Whenever The White Man Treats The Indian As They Treat Each Other Then We Shall Have No More Wars. We Shall Be All Alike - Brothers Of One Father And Mother, With One Sky Above Us And One Country Around Us And One Government For All. Then The Great Spirit Chief Who Rules Above Will Smile Upon This Land And Send Rain To Wash Out The Bloody Spots Made By Brothers' Hands Upon The Face Of The Earth. For This Time The Indian Race Is Waiting And Praying. I Hope No More Groans Of Wounded Men And Women Will Ever Go To The Ear Of The Great Spirit Chief Above, And That All People May Be One People.

We Damaged All The Big Guns We Could, And Carried Away The Powder And The Lead.

I Believe Much Trouble And Blood Would Be Saved If We Opened Our Hearts More. I Will Tell You In My Way How The Indian Sees Things. The White Man Has More Words To Tell You How They Look To Him, But It Does Not Require Many Words To Speak The Truth.