We stood on frozen riverbanks, faces to the wind, Calling back the stories of the ones who came before, Dennis Banks raised the banner high, Clyde Bellecourt lit the path again, Russell Means’ voice like thunder said we won’t be ignored. With unity and power, we reclaimed our fate,
Fighting for our dreams with a spirit so innate. Echoes of the ancients, whispers in the trees, Their wisdom guides us forward with dignity and ease.
Together we stand, our voices intertwined,
Resilient and proud, our legacy enshrined.
In every heartbeat, in the dance of the flame, We rise for our people, the world will know our name. From the riverbanks to the skies above, In unity and strength, we fight for what we love. Through the echoes of history, our spirits will soar, Together we are mighty, forever we’ll roar.
We are the heartbeat, we are the claim,
American Indian Movement — remember the name. Sovereignty and treaty rights, justice in our flame, honor for our people, we’ll never be the same. Together we rise, unyielding and strong, In harmony with the land, where we all belong.
Carter Camp and Vernon Bellecourt stood to hold the line, Anna Mae Aquash’s memory keeps the truth alive, Madonna Thunder Hawk sang resistance, Leonard Peltier paid the cost in time, Standing for our homeland, so our children may survive.
From the ashes of history, we rise to take our place, As the guardians of the land, we reclaim our space. Our songs resonate deeply, like rivers that flow, Each note a testament to the strength that we sow.
From Alcatraz to Wounded Knee, we marched for what is right, Occupation, prayer, and witness in the long and bitter-night, Land and law and dignity, to lift the native light, Healing what was broken, reclaiming stolen rights. Oh, the battles we have faced, with courage as our guide, for our ancestors, our children, and the land that we decide. In unity, we stand, a tapestry of hope, Weaving our narratives, learning how to cope.
Together we stand, our voices intertwined,
Resilient and proud, our legacy enshrined.
In every heartbeat, in the dance of the flame, We rise for our people, the world will know our name. From the riverbanks to the skies above, In unity and strength, we fight for what we love. Through the echoes of history, our spirits will soar, Together we are mighty, forever we’ll roar.
With the spirit of the eagle, we soar above the pain, Reviving cultural heritage, breaking every chain, Each gathering and protest, like a fire in the night, Nurturing our knowledge, wielding truth as our might.
With every story shared, the legacy expands, Through the trials and the triumphs, united we still stand. Resilience flows like rivers, in the veins of the young,
Their voices rise in chorus, a new song to be sung.
Not just history in a book, but living truth we sing, Dennis, Clyde, Russell, Carter — their courage still rings, For the future and the past, for each child and elder's name, AIM keeps walking forward, carrying the sacred flame.
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