Mr Alexander Brooks Runningwater
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
Plymouths gold rush to California good byes Weymouth’s tongue forked for new they died
pilgrims to Indians to native pilgrims joss’akeed the prophet saw the ghost dancers die
prince Philips war another pawn in the game of bowl great sachems had to play the role
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
Americas forgotten conflict or is it not sovereign in land of free sovereignty
Gitchemanito saw you sing this land is your land why you took it from the free
was it a prelude assawompset under frozen pond to we the people’s Boston tea
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
was it a red king rebellion or praying town intercession new Mount hope
Swansea still swimming for freedom not all the black robes at peace
ambassador for my people imprisoned they destroyed a praying people
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
pushing east to west for they loved land the best when will they take no more
some tried to help it is true from the killing at dancing rabbit creek to widows peak
trucebreaker in the first degree Farwell letters from noble five to America
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
Georgia soldier saw a cruel work I will walk the lonely path to be free
from fertile florida to Oklahoma dust bowl you take the land you take the gold
as they build a fire we go I rather lose the world to loose my soul
My name is running water did you see me on the trail where I cried
1The Life Of A Fictitious Person (Name Here)contest by Matt Caliri
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