Sense Sonnet - Acher

 War Chief

War Chief had grown into a man,

Watching invaders slowly come

To his tribe land in endless span,

Fighting and pushing his tribe from

The home once was but now was not.

War Chief fiercely fought back of course,

Had trophies from battles he'd fought.

He had invaders' gun and horse.

But War Chief knew the truth to be

Invaders would too soon win out.

War Chief within his heart could see

His end was coming soon no doubt.

War Chief with taken horse and gun

Watched way of life fade with the sun.