This piece was inspired by an overdue visit to the Museum of the American Indian in Washington D.C… the echoes of this visit are as follows with a live reading below:
No cessation
for the vanquished
as the opposition
scatters treaties
like shafts of wheat
in the winds
committing sins
with the audacity
of broad grins
and accolades –
not honoring that
which is noble…
those who refuse
to bend to the treachery
of blasphemy and false
testimony.
Beguiled by their blindness
by way of
oh say can you see?
all while exuding honor
upright serving
others,
filling of the cups
Beware,
head on pivot
as the Pharisses
are unceasing…
ceding decency
to serial acts
of malfeasance,
written on pages
not of sages
but by charlatans
of the highest order.
Words summoned
from the waters.
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