We sit here
Watching you as you just graze there
I watch you tell I'm ready to strike you
I take my chance, you run, I follow with my spear.
My tribe members and I
Throw spears at you.
Some of us hit you
Some of us miss.
We cripple you, you fall
The tribe goes in
To fully kill you.
It looks like tonight we get buffalo
We drag you back to our tent
The tribes women cut you up
Preserving your fur for blankets, clothing, moccasins
They cut up the meat,
Making sure everyone in the tribe gets some food.
Everyone here has their own part to do.
So to survive we have to keep at this
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