(c. 1861 – March 25, 1916)
By Kurt Groner
I was a man of no name, from the Yahi people,
people who were brought to an end with the rush for gold
My people were no more, the last died at Three Knolls
I went to hide in the wilderness
When found by the white men,
my wrists were bound—
I just smiled and gave them no fight
