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January 9, 1879  Northern Cheyenne Breakout Run by Cinnamon Spear

January 9, 1879 Northern Cheyenne Breakout Run by Cinnamon Spear

January 9, 1879 My ears have heard the stories Cheyenne spirit knows the pain   Forced removal from homelands Government-imposed imprisonment   I do not want to see blood Spilt about this agency. If you send your soldiers, First let me get a distance away.   No spinning in a single ray of sunlight for warmth No scraping frost off windows for water No eating leather moccasins for food   Melodic voices fill locked wooden barracks Suicide songs Our Journey Song Freeze, starve, die imprisoned or fight In the middle of the night Stars witness dark escape   Run. Don’t look. Don’t stop. Run home.   Glass shatters Windows birth women, children, babies Trained not to cry Rifles sound Fresh blood, white snow Death on a doorstep   Fleeing for the future Each footprint etches freedom   Lovers cornered, almost captured You shall not be taken south! As he plunges knife Into wife’s chest Headshot Both saved from surrender   Children hide in the Last Hole For All were shot Point-blank...

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