Tribute to Chief Satanta
(Chief White Bear- a great Kiowa Chief)
by Daquoi, Jan. 16, 1995

Wearing a medal on his chest
Trying to cooperate to accomplish his best.
A great Kiowa Chief
Intelligent and loved
Satanta was a hero to his people
Yet thrown in jail like a thief
In all wars this happens
Political struggles and senseless fights.
It has occurred all over this Earth
An endless sadness through all times
If Satanta lived in our age
Perhaps he could teach us how to conserve.
A gentle land loving man
He wanted only to roam free
Living in the era of his existence
No one was there to hear his plea.
In World War II overseas
Many of us Americans, captured
were treated equally unfortunately.
The past is like a sealed room
No-one can re-enter, no change
Everything final to be eternally imprinted
Like residue hauntings unrearranged.
However the past holds lessons
Messages and memories to help us.
The sadness being:
All people share the guilt
Every race has hurt another
In a previous time or place
If we could learn from one another
It could be our saving grace
For the entire human race.
Even though the past cannot be erased
Let's hope his final words
Are not the legacy for our space.
He was in an army hospital
Sad, silent, disgraced
He wanted the nurse to tell him
If he could ever leave his prison
When he found out she answered "no"
He hurled out a second story window
Or that is what the history books show
An over exhausted emptiness of soul
A tormented unfortunate ending
For a roaming nature wise spirit
If we stop polluting and care for our world
Perhaps our future won't be "out the window"
A better future could be secured
Let's peacefully cooperate together
So a future goodness is insured.