Oh Great Sprit
Grant me answers to the questions I ask
The Great Chiefs and holy men of our people
Who sit now around the campfire of your own lodge
Spoke often of the days
When our people would once again be
Like the stars in the heavens
Like the blades of grass on the prairie
They spoke of being free to hunt and ride like the wind
But these days of space age technology and concrete and steel villages
It is hard to find any hope in their words
Please Great Spirit
Give me some sign
As to what lies ahead for our people
If we are not to be as our Chiefs have spoken
Give us guidance and the wisdom to use your guidance
So that our people can live and prosper
in this age of computer chips and steel
As always Great Spirit
we honor you with our lives
Sungmanitutanka Sape
June 2000
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