Fred Gillen Jr.

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Return of the Buffalo

Just before the last herds were destroyed
a silent film director filled a ship with buffalo
bound for Catalina, to star in a movie show
but no one ever thought to bring them home

the return of the buffalo
like the sound of thunder on the prairie wind
the herds like blood
flowing ‘round the black heart of America

they grazed and lived their lives
and soon their numbers grew
they overran their new island home
the years ticked by, as the herds multiplied
they needed prairie grass and room to roam

the return of the buffalo
like the sound of thunder on the prairie wind
the herds like blood
flowing ‘round the black heart of America

the vanishing american
was the film they had a role in
but when the final cut came in
there was no sign of them

as the sage grows back, the prairie comes to life
that great ghost herd was returned just in time
when man is long forgotten, just a shadow on the land
there will be peace and bounty where the buffalo stand

the return of the buffalo
like the sound of thunder on the prairie wind
the herds like blood
flowing ‘round the black heart of America

Posted Wednesday, March 1st 2017

 


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==>03/1/2017    Return of the Buffalo
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