What We Have Become

our children dress
their best and stand
in school lines while ancestors
ride on horses defending
all our broken dreams
and promises the land
so bought and sold
desecration so common place
we hardly notice dogs menacing
our children huge metal
jaws tearing up our
mother’s body guardians
our ancestors persecuted
and unnoticed till
their bodies too are ripped
by our common enemies
I reach into my jeans
find there common genes
and a few bucks to send
wishing i could stand
there in the west with my
indigenous sisters wondering
here in Maine what it is we have become.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s