ᎨᏍᏗ ᏫᏥᎢᎦ ᎦᏓᏙᎵᏍᏗᏍᎩ ᏱᎨᏎ, ᎠᏎᏃ ᏕᎦᎦᎭᎾᏅ ᏧᏂᏲᎰᏒ ᎠᏂᏧᏣ, ᎠᏆᏓᏙᎵᏍᏔᏅ, ᎣᎭᏁ ᎢᏴ ᏤᎩᏏᏂ ᎢᏳᏍᏘ ᎦᎾᎡᏍᏘ ᎦᏃ, ᎤᏣ ᎤᏲ ᎢᏳᎾᏛᎾᏕᎩ ᎠᏂᏧᏣ, ᏔᎵ ᎢᏯᏂᏎᏂᏏ ᏱᏚᏂᏢᎾ ᏧᏂᏍᎪᎵᏰᏗ, ᏚᏂᏲᎰᏎ ᎤᏂᎦᏌᎴᎩ ᏧᎾᏛᏐᏅ ᎤᎾᏓᏅᏖᎸ.
I’ve never been much of a one for prayer, but I looked at the dead boys and prayed that in the future it would be the likes of Jackson sprawled on the ground and not poor boys with hardly two pennies to rub together dying for the foolish ideas of greedy old men.