Sitting Bull
For as long as the oldest among us has known, We owned everything in sight over which the eagle has flown, But those days and the eagle were about to be numbered, And history textbooks was the only place we
Sad Cypress
A few years ago, they took me away, cuffed and chained, Only doing their duty, they knew not how much it pained, Days, weeks, months I have sat, staring at the bars, Awaiting the day to fly and converse with