Jan 2021
Beautiful gouls, they seem
to be, as they shuffle
along the walkway,
late at night. Hooded
and unassuming..
sometimes, barely seen
avoiding possibly, even
the pain that the very light
of day, can so very often bring.
There is a horrible undoing
of what once was
in order to leave for them
what now is.
And when
there was a gold
to be found
in these hills of black..
the non-ancestral hearts
that so clearly, lack
the humanity that tried to stop
the very same thing that had
happened in the east:
the crave for gain
caused these tears of pain--
and a glympse into the true
nature of the beast.
to be, as they shuffle
along the walkway,
late at night. Hooded
and unassuming..
sometimes, barely seen
avoiding possibly, even
the pain that the very light
of day, can so very often bring.
There is a horrible undoing
of what once was
in order to leave for them
what now is.
And when
there was a gold
to be found
in these hills of black..
the non-ancestral hearts
that so clearly, lack
the humanity that tried to stop
the very same thing that had
happened in the east:
the crave for gain
caused these tears of pain--
and a glympse into the true
nature of the beast.
No more songs of the hunters
on the buffalo plain,
no more smoke from sacred fires
touch these hills.
And the numbers of the people
grow fewer every mile
and our children will not learn
Great Spirit's ways.
On the streets of Rapid City,
on the road to Wounded Knee,
there is whiskey for forgetting
every thing.
But the old ones say
there may be time
of learning from each other
the way that it had once
been meant to be.
But there is still a trail of tears,
there is still a trail of pain.
Jackson has got the Mississippi
and the twenty-dollar bill
but for us
the trail of tears is all
that will remain.
https://youtu.be/E_Rhu4Ptsto
on the buffalo plain,
no more smoke from sacred fires
touch these hills.
And the numbers of the people
grow fewer every mile
and our children will not learn
Great Spirit's ways.
On the streets of Rapid City,
on the road to Wounded Knee,
there is whiskey for forgetting
every thing.
But the old ones say
there may be time
of learning from each other
the way that it had once
been meant to be.
But there is still a trail of tears,
there is still a trail of pain.
Jackson has got the Mississippi
and the twenty-dollar bill
but for us
the trail of tears is all
that will remain.
https://youtu.be/E_Rhu4Ptsto
