Cross Eyed Eagle Stripe Dog Mongrel
Here is cross-eyed Eagle Stripe Dog Mongrel
Luckily he cannot see his own donkey like face
consternation galore when he is afoot
nonsensical war paints make other braves snicker
squaws consider him a smoking warm bird roost
ceremonial nightmare when he enters the sweat lodge
no one shames him, for he is son of the chief
a steady excruciating embarrassment to his tribe
laughing stock of reservation until he learns English.
The only Wallawalla who can bring his nation
The steady conniving lies of the paleskins.
He shows them treaty after treaty
But of course the paleskins keep none of them
for there is no honor there.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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