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It is 1864 now, and the American's war has not come to the desert lands
They fight among themselves way off to the north
The Yavapai-Apaches are still lords of all they survey
Then one morning the Americans did come
Led by a man holding a leather book with a cross stamped in the leather
An evil man who did terrible things to people
In the name of a God that looked upon the man himself with repulsion
Miguel ran from his wickiup, half asleep when they attacked, the rifle butt sent him unconscious
When he came to, he was trussed-up, on his back, on the ground, looking up at the Americans
He had not been killed because they had noticed his blue eyes and knew he was one of them
So, at the age of 16, Miguel was back among his father's people
Once more, a family he loved had been killed, this time, by Americans
