Red Buck Bill was a Tonkawa. He was in his prime And roamed the brown prairie Before the white man's time. He was chief in his old age And watched with clouded stare How hordes of bearded white men Were crowding everywhere. So Red Buck made a prophecy To frighten his despair. @3The white man is soft man He will surely die When there is naught to cover him From the fierce sky. The white man is fool man To kill the buffalo, The antelope and prairie grass. He will starve slow. The white man came quickly, And quickly he will go.@1 Thus spoke Red Buck, Old, bitter brave. From U. S. Highway 66 You can see his grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STREET CRIES: 6. TO RICHARD WAGNER by SIDNEY LANIER BEFORE DAWN; SONNET by AMY LOWELL TO WHISTLER, AMERICAN; ON LOAN EXHIBIT OF PAINTINGS AT TATE GALLERY by EZRA POUND AGAINST THEM WHO LAY UNCHASTITY TO THE SEX OF WOMAN by WILLIAM HABINGTON A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK |