Heart Poisoned

When the last Red Man shall have perished, and the memory of my tribe shall have become a myth among the White Men, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe.

Dee Brown – Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.

Dee Brown – Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

If we must die, we die defending our rights.

Dee Brown – Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

There is no death, only a change of worlds.

Dee Brown – Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

I am tired of fighting. Our chiefs are killed… The old men are all dead… My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.

Dee Brown – Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee