TEN THOUSAND PIPES OF PEACE
In my nostrils are the aromas
of ten-thousand camp fires
In my heart - 10,000 pipes of peace
In my mind drifts the smoke
of ten-thousand death pyres
In my heart - 10,000 pipes of peace
Beneath my skin are the blood and bones
of ten-thousand Chieftains
In my heart - 10,000 pipes of peace
In my ears are the cries
of ten-thousand children
In my heart - 10,000 pipes of peace
In my memory are the lies
of ten-thousand treaties
In my heart - 10,000 pipes of peace
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