They came with sword and gun
Axe and plow
Shoving, grabbing!
What did they want?
Taking, stealing!
There's plenty for all!
Burning, raping, slaughtering!
Stop!
In tens of years
These men called Braves
Their tribes
Their nations
Wiped out.
No, no . . . not all.
Examples were kept
Corralled like slaves
Forced to keep to one place
Walk grass into dust.
See one view forever.
And to pass all their days
By their mothers' and fathers'
And grandfathers' graves.