I see my white brothers
going about blotting out nature from his cities.
I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds
on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things
from the bosom of mother earth as though she
were a monster, who refused to share her treasures
with him. I see him throw poison in the waters,
indifferent to the life he kills there;
and he chokes the air with deadly fumes.
CHIEF DAN GEORGE