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A heritage well respected
Regarded highly is my culture
Custom reigns many generations.

First born into tradition am I
Walking in footsteps is expected
To shoulder burdens, sharing the joy.

Tall order becomes me the chosen
Maturity comes quickly into season
Resolutions, responsibilities are mine.

Life's skills exceed my growth
Daily survival evolves necessities
Tutored is prayer, family, truth, respect.

Sacred thanks to Grandfather
Our symbol of life is the buffalo
Mother earth shares her abundance.

Elders mentor the timid
Fighting skills are taught to all
The proven unfold me as a leader.

Comes forth a day of uncertainty
Intruders threaten our harmonic means
Defeated is the enemy, truly am I a Sioux Warrior.

-© Copyright 2006 Darren M. Grine - Member of the Sisseton-Wahpeton Sioux Tribe.

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