Prairie Grass

There's wide open spaces

Lot's of plant life

No people are around

The birds are chirping 

Smell the wet prairie grass

One house stands a top the prairie

I feel clam 

There's nothing to worry about

 I dance and sing

Not having to worry 

What people think 

Just Heavenly Father and I

No drugs or tobacco

No coffee or tea

Nothing to harm my body

Just my health

In the distance

I hear the sound of my people

No Trail of Tears on their backs

White oppression, gone