"It is not blood that makes an Indian. It is the soul.
Too many with little soul and no vision walk in our skin.
Too many with fire of Indian blood walk ignored.
Do not say I am Apache or Kickapoo. Say I am of the Mother Tribe.
This is the pain of our children. To return from the stars without a home or country.
A tribe lost returns scattered in the wind.
Those who hear must unite and reap the seed of this return;
One Tribe,
One Earth,
One Heart,
One People.
Those with ears must build a fire and give thanks this night.
Be united. One Soul.
Children come home.
Teachers step forward without fear. You are real."