Tears Of The Redman Poem by guy lipmore

Bargained goods, with the white man they would trade,
Converted to religion,
Seeds of destruction laid,
To grow they began.
They fought and died,
In the path of the 'iron horse.'
To save the land and the Buffalo they tried.
But only stalling its course,
All the once proud nations
Crowe, Apache, Cheyenne, and Sioux,
And many more, end up on reservations,
Their civilizations cut through,
Subjugated by people creating the 'land of the free'
Raping the lands and taming the plains,
For the Redman freedom was not to be,
Only thing left was the eagle and history pains!
Now the Redman cries,
Bitter tears they fall.
Left asking Why's?
They have lost it all.