The Heart Of Lakota

With the heart of Lakota, on sacred ground I dwell, breathing in the essence, where the spirits swell.   With courage like the white wolf, I rise and defend,  against a Nation’s scorn, my spirit won’t bend.   Wounded but unyielding, my heart holds the pain, yet like the eagle soaring, I’ll break every chain.   Strong-minded and fierce, I embrace with flight, with a feather of pride, I’ll shine through the night.   For my people I stand, not in silence but sound,  in the song of our ancestors, our strength will resound.   So here I am, Lakota, with honor I claim,  in unity and spirit, we’ll rise up in flame.