Mighty Redskin,
You brought strength to your warriors
You brought pride to their task
Your sullen look of time
Brought us the knowledge
That we would survive.
You have raised seventy tribes
To be strong,
To be survivors,
To be all they can be.
Now , you have become obsolete,
Gone with the changing times.
Once, your roar shook the valley,
Bringing wrath for all who challenged you,
Now that roar has been stifiled,
Choked from existence,
Taken with remorse,
The Tom-Tom of your heart beats no more.
We will miss you, Might Redskin,
Your last full bloods will remember
Your last half breeds will
Continue the Tradition
And Pass it on
For we will always be the Might Redskins.
4/19/1993
Published in the Redskin Arrow, May 1993
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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