When My Young Men Began The Killing,

I Know That My Race Must Change. We Cannot Hold Our Own With The White Men As We Are. We Only Ask An Even Chance To Live As Other Men Live. We Ask To Be Recognized As Men. We Ask That The Same Law Shall Work Alike On All Men. If An Indian Breaks The Law, Punish Him By The Law. If A White Man Breaks The Law, Punish Him Also.

I Hope That No More Groans Of Wounded Men And Women Will Ever Go To The Ear Of The Great Spirit Chief Above, And That All People May Be One People.

If The White Man Wants To Live In Peace With The Indian He Can Live In Peace.

The Great Spirit Chief Who Rules Above All Will Smile Upon This Land... And This Time The Indian Race Is Waiting And Praying.

I Am Tired Of Talk That Comes To Nothing.