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ancient embers
( iambic tetrameter ) my chief ... my thoughts go back to that again - the day you found me on the plain a-bleeding from a musket wound and dying slow with fear and pain mine own folk left me there to die and not spend cares for such as I an orphaned white boy, still a child with troubled heart, I won't deny yet you and yours lent mercy then with no concerns of who I'd been and reared me as your very own to gain the ways of Tlingit men my course - sure not an easy life more basic, yes, but hardship rife and still my gut and heart are full with joys of fam’ly, food and wife … and now I watch this poignant fire hot-sparkling cinders drifting high’r while tribe and I conduct you home all dancing ‘round your fun’ral pyre these flaming embers turn the thief and steal you off, dear father, chief so sad, I yet command the flames to scorch away my crushing grief … and yet, as each one climbs on high those precious mem’ries - you … and I are borne tow’rd heaven, ever-bright and placed as stars … upon the sky. ~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~ ( photographic art created copyright-free by the author with Gemini AI / Meta AI software )
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