New young Natives wear the hand me downs of the ancients

Threads that have a heritage of tradition and pride

Every piece of clothing, has a meaning a history

Held fast in the memories of the Elders of the tribes

They were the 1st upon this land or so the story goes

But were they really? Who really knows, Oh it’s been so long ago

In this new generation, some of the tribes forgive the white man’s sins

Even though to this day when they meet,

he still erroneously calls them New Young “Indians”