When My Young Men Began The Killing,

Let Me Be A Free Man, Free To Travel, Free To Stop, Free To Work, Free To Trade Where I Choose, Free To Choose My Own Teachers, Free To Follow The Religion Of My Fathers, Free To Talk, Think And Act For Myself — And I Will Obey Every Law Or Submit To The Penalty.

I Am Not A Child, I Think For Myself. No Man Can Think For Me.

I Am Tired Of Talk That Comes To Nothing.

When An Indian Fights, He Only Shoots To Kill.

It Makes My Heart Sick When I Remember All The Good Words And The Broken Promises.