In the Shadows of Wounded Knee

Coming upon… Morose shabby hovelled homes Heat scorched children playing Sun bleached innocence Resolve slowly evaporating In the arid wasteland heat of The badlands of Wounded Knee Brilliant pallid… Laundry whites on outside lines A broken spirit of surrender Sun blanched innocence The tribal elders sullen smiles Kilned into perfections ersatz in The fires of Wounded Knee Night elapses… Reprieve called for in the Anepe Under the stifling desert heat Sun burned innocence Dry fields lay across this wasteland Only the proud Sioux spirit endures in The shadows of Wounded Knee