You say he isn't full-blood
though his Ancestors he's traced
you say he can't belong here
and it's written in your face

How is that you've forgotten
Mitakuye Oyasin
that belonging to the Grandfathers
is not written in your skin

If we are to live together
and build a future bright
we must stop and once consider
what makes us wrong and right

Great Spirit isn't counting
the color of your skin
He knows you most for certain
by what there is within

If Grandfathers could see us
while we bicker and we fight
their tears would fill the rivers
in just one single night

My Grandmother had taught me
when I was very small
if you can't love your Brother
you're not Indian at all

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