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Redskin's Burden

When the sun in Washington

Has reached its summit in the sky

A fallen Chief’s ripe disbelief

Will reign when at him arrows fly

Friendships-old sometimes grow cold

And ours, with time, grows bitter still

His banishment like excrement

Was never mentioned after spilled

Red with shame, hue true to name

His mount, a hog with fur and flees

In constant dread his face beats red

As he emerges from the trees

Bows are drawn and birth Red Dawn

A wall of arrowheads aflame

Scorched Red curtain, Redskin’s burden

Falls on whimpers of our name

This is a FanPost and does not necessarily reflect the views of Arrowhead Pride's writers or editors. It does reflect the views of this particular fan though, which is as important as the views of Arrowhead Pride writers or editors.

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