Indians

Some fought, many died.
Some yelled, many cried.
Some stayed, many went.
Some killed, many killed.

Never sued a neighbor,
Never had road rage,
Never defiled the land,
Never defiled their race.

Will they be in Heaven?
Will they be in Hell?
Will they have Nirvana?
Will Geronimo be Sainted?

Forget butchers.
Forget massacres.
Forget Father.
Forget Mother.