Dying Buffalo (Death of Warriors)

In blurry dying eyes
there lies
the open bloody plains
underneath the starry night of pain
where agony now resides
with butchered skeleton remains.

In delusional eyes
there are faces of presidential lies
the desecration of Seven Grandfathers
to honor the liars lives.

Inside a rifle
there’s the extinction of a people’s survival
in the beholder there’s recitals of the Bible;
no regard for Red lives though.

Inside the brain
a bullet resides
on the open bloody plains
underneath the starry night of pain
with eyes barely opened
a decaying corpse now remains.

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