The bitter dusts of war
the bitter dusts of famine,
pierce men’s skins
swirling in their hearts
with a coyote chorus
of forgotten words,
forgotten peace;
The Winds of corpses
and the Winds of souls,
howl with their forgotten promises
across our empty hunting grounds
where the promises of Buffalo
gave way to certainty of steel;
The blood of our braves
and the blood of heaven,
moisten barren earth
placing a veil of green
on the lamentation of widows
and their inheritance of dreams.
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The comment (by kelly bella):
I like your work. I am a huge fan! I have to say, however, that I would like to see you come back to this in a couple of months and rework a few lines. I kept looking for your trademark brilliance and creative phrasing and while it has both in most of its lines, it seemed to be a bit elusive this time, just a scant inch out of reach, in other lines. For me, it wants its author to return and bless it with another touch of his defining heart and soul.
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The comment (by Bogman):
I like the use of repetition and the way you remain ambiguous in so far as the reader needs to research or already know the subject in order to fully appreciate its language.The Lakota Sioux were amongst the bravest of the brave and they were hounded by the US Cavalry almost to extinction. Bury my heart at Wounded Knee!
“It is indeed a good day to die!” I am forever impressed by such a war cry.