This is my absolute favorite of his poetry set to music.
John died after an apparent long bout with cancer. The bio page from his website has been removed; I regret that terribly, as he told his own tragic history, and what he did to turn the almost unbearable poison…into medicine. Although I searched, no other bio page did his story justice.
Were I to try to tell the story of the ‘suspicious’ fire that burned his house down while his family was inside just after John’s burning an Amurrican flag on the steps of some federal courthouse, I’d likely muck it up. They all perished: his wife, two or three children, and mother-in-law.
A wee bit from Michael Donnelly’s ‘John Trudell: Human Being’:
The great Santee Sioux poet/philosopher/warrior passed December 8, 2015 after a long bout with cancer. He was at peace, surrounded by family and friends; many had tirelessly helped care for John thru this transition. He lived a magnificent life. He was 69.
After serving in the Navy in Vietnam, John was instrumental in the 1969-70 Alcatraz Occupation by the Indians of All Tribes. Alcatraz jump-started the Native Rights Movement. He went on to be a founder of the American Indian Movement (AIM) and became its only Chairman.
There is so much more. I’ve barely touched on all of John’s Gaian activism. Suffice to say the world is a far better place because of John Trudell. He touched the hearts of thousands. An autobiography is in the works.
Coyote to the end, John had someone make one final post to his Facebook page yesterday afternoon after he passed.
It read, simply:
“My ride showed up”
“Celebrate Love. Celebrate Life”