Posted by MFish

A hundred drums,
beat through the night,
as indigenous tribes,
prepared for a fight.

Tribes were wronged,
by the Settler crowd.
Drums were the method
of protesting, out loud.

Settlers, began
closing the gate,
in fear of an uprising.
They were too late.

Justice will be served,
came forth the cry.
Justice will become,
"An eye for an eye."

Turmoil and trouble,
was now all around,
as drums beat on,
a horrible sound.