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The Warrior's Plume by Bertrand N. O. Walker. On the plains and in the vales of Oklahoma grew a flower of the Tyrian hue, the color that is loved by the red man, that tells him light and life and love are true.Long ago, it flamed in beauty
on the prairies, lighting reaching vistas with its glow, ere advent of the white man and his fences, told the carefree roving hunter he must go.
The throng, the herd, and greed have madly trampled prairie, woodland, valley, and the height, crushed the feathery flower, and rudely blighted its pride and life and beauty and its light.
Today, it is found in silent glades and meadows, whereby twos and threes it greets the May.Like the scattered braves who loved its color, it has passed, been trodden out along the way.As the Auriflum, it flaunted
through past ages, went to gladden the fairness of the earth.So the greatness of the Indian will linger in the land that loves them both and gave them birth.About this poem, the warrior's plume appears in Bertrand N.O.Walker's, Yondu Sha Wee Ah.
Nubenz, published in 1924.
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