Summary
Contemplating the Native American Ghost Dance.
The rally cry shattered the warm summer day
Upon great steeds the cavalry cleaved our peaceful ways
The First of the Earth rose from the flames to say
"Dance with the ghosts and you will be spared the malay."
All stood brave amidst smoke, flame and fear
Our arrows whistled into the horizon but all we could hear
Was the voice of the rifle that sang so clear
To fell our young, our old, our women - the ones we held dear
We danced of the ghost until the last was gone
Our dance bound our souls to the passion that became our daughters and sons
We'll dance in their dreams for hundreds of years
And we'll dance with their spirit until they hear our song
By a distant hill, we were once a peaceful tribe
Follow me back to share my happiness
For I once had that which you now seek to gain