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When you look at me what do you see?
Does your mind start
to wonder who might this be?
Can you look into my eyes and see my pain?
Do you see how I stand with pride?
Do you see how my life
has been pushed aside?
Can you feel any of what is deep in my soul?
Can you see
the Warrior with the wisdom which he beholds?
If you would stop for a moment and look deep within
You
can feel the spirits that rise within.
If you stopped for a moment you could see through my
eyes
That once wondrous world that has been tossed aside.
If you stopped for a moment you might feel the fears
From
those that once traveled the trail of tears.
For I am not the Indian you learned about in school.
I am
not the Indian who you portrayed as a fool.
I am not the Indian from your western films
But I am the
Indian who lost by your rules.
If you could just take a moment and ask me why,
You would
understand life through my Indian eyes.
