I seen yet another tragedy
A people born in the land of free
A proud people to this day
Here before the white man came

A nation tossed on the funeral pyre
Cut down in life by angry sticks of fire
Only want was to live in peace
Run down hard by mans own greed

Softening of once callused hands
No longer welcome in their land
No relative, this Uncle Sam
Nothing left of what they once had

I seen lessons that we never learn
I seen the pain, I seen the hurt
It goes by different names but I seen it strike
The snake that takes the bite of life