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as far as an eye can see black dots on the move

The Hunt

Great Father the Sun

rises from the east

sets to the west

smoke curling from the lodges

women toiling as children ran playing

men on ponies riding out for the hunt

wise men told of the great herd on the move

over the next hill to the north black spots covered the land

as far as the eye can see dots on the move

as fore told the great herd is here

high pitch hoops as they circle urging ponies forward

dust swirling the hunt joined

driving the herd left and then right

arrows cover the sun before finding targets

dark lumps litter the plain as the herd moves on

* as told by 'one ear dog' Ogalala tribe 1868 *

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