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WAR SONG: 1, by                    
First Line: "hear my voice, birds of war!"
Last Line: Bear your angers to the place of fighting
Subject(s): Fights;native Americans;native Americans - Wars;ojibwa Indians;survival; Indians Of America;american Indians;indians Of South America

HEAR my voice, Birds of War!
I prepare a feast for you to feed on;
I see you cross the enemy's lines;
Like you I shall go.
I wish the swiftness of your wings;
I wish the vengeance of your claws;
I muster my friends;
I follow your flight.
Ho, you young men warrior.
Bear your angers to the place of fighting!

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