We can bang on our drums
\nWe can pray to the sky
\nWe can talk up our treaties
\nAs the embers fly
\nWe can stand at the gate of our land
\nAnd proclaim
\nThat we dont want the black snake
\nAnd its a big shame<\/p>\n
We can dance on the snow
\nWe can whistle our song
\nWe can sing out our message
\nTo you all along
\nWe own this land it is our land to own
\nWe can all beat a drum
\nTo the tune we have known<\/p>\n
Standing rock is at peace
\nWith the corn in the field
\nStanding rock watches over
\nEach seasons yield
\nThe flowers in the meadow
\nWith the forest trees
\nWe are in peace with the
\nBirds and the bees<\/p>\n
We want no violence
\nNo destructive force
\nWe dont want tazers
\nOr tear gas at source
\nWe come in peace with our drums and our orayer
\nPLease Mr Trump
\nDon’t put your pipe there<\/p>\n
When the pipe bursts
\nAll the sickly black ooze
\nWill wash to then fiver
\nOur lives we shall lose
\nThen ETP will be off like a shot
\nNot hearing our screams
\nAnd there will be a lot<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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