For his people and his golden land. His body had not slept.
Then Wildcat said, "Oh, Chief, I beg you go
With me to stand against our mortal foe."
But Osceola raised his proud head high,
Said, "Do this ere I die.
"Wildcat, Brother, to the grassy waters take the Seminole.
There no white man can invade to leave you lying dead and cold.
"I shall not live among such evil men, who mock the sign of truce, this flag of white,
And honor not their given, sacred word. My name will be the light,
"The light that burns in every warrior's soul in dark and hidden reaches.
They will never drive us from our land, nor drain our blood like leeches.
"My spirit walks with those of you who die; and those of you who always will remain
Upon this bloodstained blessed flowered land must fight and fight again."
Contributed by Alessandro - 2010/4/6 - 13:06
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