Every Seed Is Awakened, And

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace.

I Hardly Sustain Myself Beneath The Weight Of White Men's Blood That I Have Shed. The Whites Provoked The War; Their Injustices, Their Indignities To Our Families, The Cruel, Unheard Of And Wholly Unprovoked Massacre At Fort Lyon ... Shook All The Veins Which Bind And Support Me. I Rose, Tomahawk In Hand, And I Have Done All The Hurt To The Whites That I Could.

If The Great Spirit Had Desired Me To Be A White Man He Would Have Made Me So In The First Place. He Put In Your Heart Certain Wishes And Plans, And In My Heart He Put Other And Different Desires. It Is Not Necessary For Eagles To Be Crows.

There Are Things They Tell Us That Sound Good To Hear, But When They Have Accomplished Their Purpose They Will Go Home And Will Not Try To Fulfill Our Agreements With Them.

What Treaty That The Whites Have Kept Has The Red Man Broken? Not One.