Native American

They where hunter gatherers at one with the land, They thanked mother earth with song and dance, Occasionally another tribe would raid and kill, Years they lived on the land with customs and traditions The head was the chief beloved by all, Happy .... not knowing what was to come. White man came they wanted their land, White man spoke with folk tongue signing treats they didnt keep, They eradicated whole groups to get their way, The natives not expected to fight back, When they did they where called savages. The whites called them indians a derogative name when all is said and done, Shoved on reservations their traditions outlawed, Their children shoved in white mans schools they didnt want to go, For years it's been that way a tragedy to behold, Soon their ways will be forgotten, Native Americans true people of the land.