i have lost my voice
in lands long gone
tongue of red
skin of white
o beloved deer
forgive me my sins
my skin bleeds white
my heart beats red
i have lost my hearing
in sounds of death
ears of stone
cast to the winds
o beloved bison
forgive me my sins
my skin bleeds white
my heart beats red
in warriors slain
eyes of love
turned to fright
o beloved child
forgive me my sins
my skin bleeds white
my heart beats red
i have lost my touch
in muskets drawn
hands of gore
take their toll
o beloved land
forgive me my sins
my skin bleeds white
my heart beats red
i have lost my soul
in skin of white
bleeds red
through the black night
o beloved tribe
forgive me my sins
my skin bleeds white
my heart beats red
my
heart
bleeds
red
.
.
.
8 comments:
The horrors of war coupled with betrayal...
Fascinating. As I was reading this piece, I felt like it was addressing past lives. Beautifully done.
So emotional! You always know which words to use to express feelings.
yes, for sure, alex...
much appreciation for reading me! hope all is well in the ninja world! :)
many thanks, trish - and i'm sure it is, too, a recounting of a past life - i've always always felt such an affinity for the native people - a pure deep down affinity -
thank you so very much, francesca! your kind comment means so much! hope all is well with you and your beautiful/talented daughter! :)
Wow. Where does THIS come from?
trish - another time another life i think...
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