Look Twice At A Two-faced Man.

When I Think Of Our Condition, My Heart Is Heavy. I See Men Of My Own Race Treated As Outlaws And Driven From Country To Country, Or Shot Down Like Animals.

I Do Not Believe That The Great Spirit Chief Gave One Kind Of Men The Right To Tell Another Kind Of Men What They Must Do.

The Earth And Myself Are Of One Mind. The Measure Of The Land And The Neasure Of Our Bodies Are The Same

If The White Man Wants To Live In Peace With The Indian He Can Live In Peace.

It Makes My Heart Sick When I Remember All The Good Words And The Broken Promises.