Return To Rotgut Part 2

The day seemed no different From the ones that pasted before Heat, dust and wind Made living here a chore We haven't had a drop of rain For as long as I remember It seems to me 12 years ago From this past December This dusty little town Wasn't much for one to see If it wasn't for the Army It surely wouldn't be For this place once was covered With buffalo and grass And Injuns Lived in Teepees But that's now in the past They say they broke the treaty And that the Injuns had to leave A tribe of mostly kids and squaws I think we were deceived The Army rode like lightening The tribesmen held their ground With the flashing of their sabers They cut every Injun down The last time that the clouds Brought water to this town Was the day that the soldiers Dragged those bodies to the mound There they tossed each caucus In a shallow unmarked grave No lance , nor stick, nor stone Not even scribble on a stave As the Army rode away A single soldier stayed To guard against the animal From digging up the grave He felt awful for the Injuns Disgusted by their plight So from his bag he took a chalk And upon a stone, did write To be continued..............