The mining company decided not to mine the lands by this piece of sacred land they tribe owned.

Today the call bestows good luck upon
their land. Kiva finds the Pueblo chief,
of woman rule on bended knee. She smiles,
it covers face of dedicated prayer.

The Zuni people fight for sacred rights and hope to keep alive this treasure safe.

A battle roars for years of twenty five,
and twenty million bucks, extends a debt
with Arizona business drilling mines.

This Zuni pride! This clan! All rights uphold
the ritual of bed. Their solemn rites
for ceremony feasts with other tribes.

Oh Mother Salt now stands erect. She sighs
relief of thanks when coal gives way to salt.