I wake up in the horizon,
I see the morning sun,
I weep knowing that morning has come.
I hear the drums they are beating,
faster at a quicker pace,
wishing I could be in a different, better place.
My brothers and sisters come far and wide,
Out of our teepees,
No more do we hide,
The drums of war are beating,
Things are about to collide,
The warriors are ready,
Fully dressed, in gown,
I watch the leather to the spear,
It turns round and round,
The weapons are ready,
The warriors stead at hand,
but low and behold,
where is the medicine man.
We’ll need his guidance,
his wisdom today,
Because today is the day,
We prove our power,
we’ll take our vengeance,
We’ll a line like a strong tower.
The women he’ll stay back,
Nobody will be relaxed,
We come back victorious,
and eat a mighty feast,
Knowing we won against the superior beast.
Slowly we start walking out against the might sun,
Today everyone has become one,
There are no difference,
We are all just the same,
Today is the day this beast is going to be tamed,
We battle our battle,
We fought our war,
We lost many warriors,
and hearts will be tore.
So good luck to all the warriors,
The many and the few,
We fight our fight,
and win this challenging feud.
When we get back,
this drums will quit beating,
Their will be no more war,
Peoples heart can quit bleeding,
We won our fight,
we won our war,
A victory cry will be held out through the land,
A boy today will become a man.
So wish us luck with a imperious cry,
Hopefully today no one will die.
So good luck to all the warriors that leave the tribe behind,
Follow your heart,
and use the wind as a guide,
The trees will help you as shade during the day,
The animals will help as food,
Go catch them they are your prey.
Good bye all my warriors,
Return back soon and safe,
For your family will be waiting,
Right here we’ll stay.
by Chantel McGleno
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