Crazy Horse Reminds
Created perfect...
in your raising were you tainted
From self-interest and corruption your
waters darkened
In the distance you were lost, unable
to find your way back
From depths, where your spirit lies cold
and unforgiven
But the initiation of your ancestors calls out
from what you first knew
Holding in their hands the perfection of your
birth,
—forever chanting your name
(Pine Ridge South Dakota: ‘Crazy Horse Reminds’ May, 2011)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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