Where the Buffalo Roam
There once was a time
During the long forgotten era
The frontier so majestic
In the age of the arrow
All the tools needed
The Earth would provide
Nothing went to waste
Considered creed to the tribe
A land vastly open
Natives once called it home
A place where the buffalo
Majestically once roamed
Free from democracy
Yet peace was achieved
Answering not to dictatorship
Acknowledging only self beliefs
Men were not kept in cages
They were not hung for display
The equality was unimaginable
Freedoms not experienced in the present day
The ignorance of our species
Is second to none
People actually follow rules
Placed in force by only one
Our industrial evolution
Has destroyed the land
Our lust for prosperity
Has tarnished this sand
The buffalo once roamed the planes
Standing oh so bold and tall
The natives had foreseen
The inevitable rise to fall
Prosperity brought damnation
Of an entire generation
Now we are the ones
Who try slowing immigration
The hypocrisy in our laws
Exposes the true foundation
Who are we to deny
Anyone into this nation
It has yet been noticed
By the ignorant youth
The basis of history
Rarely holds truth
In a place so very near
The buffalo once roamed
The land filled with life
Now stripped to the bones
With the right kind of ears
You might catch the tone
Heard only by the damned
The sound of nature's wrathful moan
Copyright © Michael Harris | Year Posted 2007
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