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MY BEAUTIFUL ISLE OF
SOMEWHERE
Episode 7:
Black Elk speaks
I've held the floor now long enough, it's
someone else's turn How Innuits and 'Indians' have suffered
just as we I'd like to thank you Milerum for telling how
our lives And right here at the onset I say there is no
chance Wasichus* came with lies and greed, they heard that
there was gold They came again and tried to say they meant us all
no harm No sooner had they grabbed some land, they lusted
even more Our Sioux lived by the maxim, to only kill for
food Relentlessly the soldiers came to hunt and kill our
band The brave, true Ogalalas* fought to the very
end We live in degradation but our spirit is not
dead The nation’s Hoop is broken, the Sacred tree
is dead There’ll be a celebration if lawlessness
should cease I feel so sad said Milerum, because our lands were
taken Society rejected some and others who tried
hard For them there was no future and nothing left to
lose It was the Fives who needed them to populate the
plains So once again we see the Fives manipulating
Man My dear Black Elk and Milerum, I thank you most
sincerely Your life, your land, your families were wrecked
by greedy Fives The Fives had planned to fill this land with
convicts from UK Then Black Elk laughed out loudly, his belly
shook with mirth For all their sad betrayals, for all their
devious schemes Again Black Elk I thank you, I’ll try with
all my might The trouble is my family, they feel that I need
healing Black Elk laughed again and said, Now, try to
settle down Just go about your daily chores, fulfilling all
their wishes No need for you to go to bed or get down on your
knees Black Elk I said, If that’s the case, I
might enjoy my work Then Black Elk said, there’s more to life
than you can ever dream You’ll find that life’s more
interesting, fulfilling and exciting It is often said that many hands will make the
work seem lighter The first thing Lou that you must do is start
from where you are Could I bring some friends, I asked, to sit
around the table Why sure you can, said Milerum, but do not be
deceived, |
Born: 1863
Lou, No Worries! |