The Warrior

The brave Indian warrior under the stary night

Wondering what to come not looking for a fight

Not lifting a rifle just a bow and spear

When out of now were comes a locum deer

Hunting, fishing, war, and family is all he knows

In war giving mighty blows

Protecting his people from whom comes next

This is how an Indian Warrior should be

 

 

 

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