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A Poem By First Sergeant William R. Taylor, U.S. Army (retired) 2004 ONCE A BUFFALO I was once a buffalo Roaming the southwest plains I fought with pride and honor For a nation that kept me in chains Victorio and Geronimo knew me My brothers and I laid them low The tenacious fighting spirit Of a regiment of buffalo And on a distant Spanish isle I rallied to the bugle's call On the San Juan Heights of Cuba I watched my brothers fall With Teddy's boys we won that day We fought and bled the same Yet while the nation sings their praise Few remember the buffalo names Through World War II and Viet Nam The mighty Tenth did ride Ready and forward in the saddle Behind guidons stained with pride Now on the sun-baked plains of Babylon A tyrant feels the saber's slashing blow His evil empire crumbles fast Under the feet of buffalo I was once a buffalo I will someday tell my sons With a dusty Stetson, shiny spurs, A steel horse and loaded guns My guidon snapping in the wind With crossed sabers on my shoulder Forever I am a Cavalryman But I once was a Buffalo Soldier For the Soldiers and Officers of G Troop, 10th Cavalry, 1st Brigade, 4th Infantry Division Operation Iraqi Freedom, April 03-April 04, 2003 First Sergeant William R. Taylor was the First Sergeant of G troop during the first few months of the Iraq war. G troop has the distinction of being the Cavalry unit that captured Saddam Hussein. First Sergeant Taylor wrote this poem for them as a proud Buffalo Soldier. Return to Home Page |