What has become of the word respect? Is there none left today? Is there nothing you would honor? If we were digging up your cemetary, What would you say

You say these roads and stores are progress. But it is not thru your cemetery you cross. Your people lie in complete rest. Ours is not your loss.

You have driven us from our lands before. This we knew would be. Can we not finally be at peace? Is there nothing Holy you can see?

Look into your hearts this day. And all the others to come. What will you see within? What are you to become?

This greed of man is an evil thing. But seems to rule your heart. Its never too late to make a change. NOW's the time to start.

Have you not seen within yourselves The destruction you have wrought Only in the name of progress So roads can be made and gee-gaws be bought?

Our people wish only to live in peace. And honor how we were taught. To show respect for all things. Its so little, the things we've soug

There's been enough of hate and greed. New seeds must now be planted. But through these deeds like this you do. Taking this thing called progress for granted.

We gave and gave and had more stolen. Just to please this greed. But now is the time to take a stand. And respect us in our need.

These sites to us are still most Holy. And these bones that lie within. Show the respect you would like returned. Let the healing begin.

The road we have traveled has often been hard. Your progress making it even more so. Remove us once again? We are saying, "NO!"

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