Mark I. Kirkmeyer
THIS SHARE-E-DAMN
This not good land
Far from sacred places
Majestic statues of the Creator
Severed from Raven and White Wolf
This a place of death
Rolling plains fit for buffalo
Ground soaked much blood
They call me
The buffalo
The Old Ones
The air heavy with tears
The wind whispers death cries
Women
Children
Bad place for Dream Walkers
Spirits whisper treachery
Treachery of White Eyes
Dream Walker is free
Open from White Eyes’ medicine
Free to walk with Spirits
Old Ones’ angry venting
Dream Walker White Eyes
In Old Ones’ sight
Intruding in Old Ones’ plain
Stirring ancient feud
Spirit ripped open
Heart eaten
Dream Walker dying
Spirit Folk reject
Distrust White Eyes
Dream Walker dying
Scramble in head
Thrust of sword
Breaking ribs
Penetrating heart
Felt vividly
Old Ones pass
Through Dream Walker
Tears fall
Dream Walker dying
White Eyes’ lies
No help Wolf Warrior
White Eyes’ medicine
Kills Wolf Warrior
White Eyes’ dreams
Destroy Wolf Warrior
Send Wolf Warrior home
White Eyes no help.
©Copyright May 30, 2007 by Mark I. Kirkmeyer