Zachary Richardson Poet Free verse

Not Until the Earth Drinks of My Blood

Not until the earth drinks of my blood
Will I surrender. Not until the winds
Carry my soul to the Shadowlands will
I cease to give battle for the land that 
    is ours.
Not until the sky removes his frown; no,
Not until the trees whisper again will
I bury my hatchet and polish my
    knife.
Not until the fish swim with the current,
Not until the bears climb down from the trees;
No, not until this Winter retires to
    his cave,
Until Spring splashes about in the sunshine
    again.
I will not cease to tear flesh, to claim lives
Until my own skin turns ashen, as 
The color of these alien Thunder-Bearers:
And I feel my surrender drawing near
As a thunderbolt strikes my breast, crippling
    me,
But the earth will not take me yet, as I
Launch a shaft through the pale thunderer's vitals.
And no; not until the earth drinks of my 
    blood will I surrender.

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