Our God, The Great Spirit, Seems Also

Man Does Not Weave This Web Of Life. He Is Merely A Strand Of It. Whatever He Does To The Web, He Does To Himself.

We Are Part Of The Earth And It Is Part Of Us ... What Befalls The Earth Befalls All The Sons Of The Earth.

The Whites, Too, Shall Pass - Perhaps Sooner Than Other Tribes. Continue To Contaminate Your Bed And You Will One Night Suffocate In Your Own Waste.

We Know That The White Man Does Not Understand Our Ways. One Portion Of Land Is The Same To Him As The Next, For He Is A Stranger Who Comes In The Night And Takes From The Land Whatever He Needs. The Earth Is Not His Brother, But His Enemy, And When He Has Conquered It, He Moves On.

We Do Not Own The Freshness Of The Air Or The Sparkle Of The Water. How Can You Buy Them From Us?