Still I Pray!

My heart weeps the tears my eyes can not,each day I watch and still things for my people do not change.
Five hundred years we have fought just to be seen as human,five hundred more we will fight they can not kill the heart of the People.
Still they kill and steal our children,still we are called heathen,still we are seen as smoke something for them to walk through.
I will not give up the fight my red heart will not let me,sunrise finds me facing East my bare feet connected to my Mother Earth.
Prayers sent on fragrant smoke in honor of my Creator,pouring out the hurt within my heart asking for guidence.
Grandfather guide my steps today help me to live the way that You want,do not let me become bitter and lost like the others.
Forever I keep hope,forever I give thanks for who and what I am,forever I am greatful for all that You have given.
Help me today Great Spirit to live in a way that will help them see,please let my loving heart help to change things for the better.
The worse that I am treated let me return good for all the bad I am given,please give to me the strength and wisdom I will need to live another day in this world.
Creator all I ask is to be able to live the way to show my love and greatfulness to you,please bless the hearts and lives of those who truely need You!
granny!