It was a Scene of a summer's Night In the land of the North, East & West When the State Of North Dakota died and the Red man move on to the western side
The white man would not rest till the red man all have left They brought there guns and knives, To send the red man to his grave.
Peace out west was not won by a peace pipe smoked, It was won on the blood shed of the red man's coat.
His buffalo Hide was his Pride, with the horns of a buffalo Rapped around his head. after a mad hunt for the hide
With the bow and arrow The red man seen the white Man shoot down the buffalo with his gun just for fun.
Ending the hunting grounds for the neighboring Red man And his sons and a way of life by the stream and hills.
Where the buffalo roam
and the red man hunted
and now are buried in mounds they talk and write about it still l!!!!
Hi My name is Jim been writing poetry for nine years started on AOL with a few new friends on a tuesday night poetry night. We would meet and post poetry and learn from each other and I learned a lot .. more..