Fred Gillen Jr.


Black Hills

In these hills there is a power you will never understand
you can carve your politicians faces in the land
but the earth is too strong to be stained by mortal man
Black Hills
I went down to the rez and saw our country's greatest shame
the cardboard shacks and broken glass of my people stripped of home and name
but the heart of these great warriors nothing you can do will change
Black Hills
at wounded knee I felt the force of thousands of brave souls
martyrs with no statues to them anonymous this hill they hold
biding their time in silence until their drums again will roll
Black Hills
it is in the darkness of their eyes that men get lost
the quest for gold can not out weigh the quest for truth without a cost
protect us oh Great Spirit help us seek the shining star

Posted Monday, May 18th 2009


Backs To The Wall

 03/22/2012    Peace Rant
 05/18/2009    These Nameless Streets
==>05/18/2009    Black Hills
 05/18/2009    Fall Down
 05/18/2009    Killing Machine
 05/18/2009    Three
 05/18/2009    This Town Is Our Song

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