Where the Dust Settles: Paiute-Shoshone Against the Pony Express

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…From the hungry, tearing greed. Let the wisdom of the ancients, Flow through our warriors’ minds, To strike with purpose, swift and true, Leaving no one behind. May the courage of the bear, Arm their hearts against all fear, And the cunning of the fox, Keep their purpose ever clear. As the sun dips low, Painting the desert sky with hues of fire, Our braves depart, their spirits high, Fueled by a righteous ire. We send our prayers on eagle’s wings, To the heavens, vast and deep, That Nakomis’ gentle hand may shield, While we watch and while we weep. For the land we hold so dear, For the future yet unknown, We ask your blessing, Mother Moon, On this seed of courage sown.