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War Can Not Continue

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I did not know then how much was ended.

When I look back now from this high hill of my old age, I can still see the butchered women and children lying heaped and scattered all along the crooked gulch as plain as when I saw them with eyes still young.

And I can see that something else died there in the bloody mud and was buried in the blizzard.

A people's dream died there. It was a beautiful dream.

And I, to whom so great a vision was given in my youth, —you see me now a pitiful old man who has done nothing, for the nation's hoop is broken and scattered.

There is no center any longer, and the sacred tree is dead.


Hehaka Sapa (Black Elk)

Medicine Man of the Oglala Sioux, 1931


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Taken on November 8, 2008