FLATHEAD

A LARGE FLATHEAD WARRIOR WAS STANDING

BY A STREAM,

A FAR-AWAY LOOK IN HIS EYES,

ONE COULD TELL IT WAS A DREAM.

OF BETTER DAYS, OF BETTER YEARS,

OF GREAT HUNTING ON THE PLAIN.

HIS EYES FILLED UP WITH BITTER TEARS

AS HE DREAMED ON IN VAIN.

OF A LIFE HE LIVED 'WAY BACK WHEN

THE TREES WERE TALL AND GREEN,

BUT NOW THE TREES WERE NO MORE,

THEY HAD FILLED THE WHITE MANS' DREAM.

AS HIS TEARS MADE LONG, WET FURROWS

DOWN HIS HANDSOME FACE,

HE TRIED HIS BEST TO REMEMBER

ALL THE GREAT THINGS OF HIS RACE!!

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