White Eyes

On John Ward's ranch at Sonoita Creek
From savage wilderness, fruitful husbandry
With God's enrichment came risk of raids
The one eyed warrior's singular aim

Scaling a tree at the valley floor
A one eyed boy awaits his fate
Coaxed from the branches and spared
In an unorthodox act of mercy

A line drawn in the sand
Let no one pass

Imprisoned at a false assemblage
Cut from the tent to escape the camp
From the ridgetop, Cochise glowered
A tin cup still clenched in his hand

White eyes refused the exchange
Blood for blood, fair reciprocity
Apache signal fires upon every peak
War dance echoes through the valley

Lashed to a wagon train and burned alive
From the station, watching the smoke rise

Buzzards circled butchered men
As Bascom held the fort
Pierced vitals, drained lifeblood
Gold fillings on a mutilated corpse

In stillness and solitude, corpses hung in the trees
High enough only the vultures could feed
Spirits of the dead haunt Apache Pass
The innocent suffer while the guilty go free



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Tavares
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