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Reply to "Verbal Abuse / The Poetry Part 2"

New piece...I'll be reading it at Fresh Fruit Festival July 13th at Collective Unconscious at part of their Two Spirit Program. Inspired by this past week.



WHAT DID YOU SEE?

Dance ˜round Brothers and Sisters
Focus on the Tree
Give voices to songs our prayers of good
Focus on the Me

A rattle, perhaps, a bone whistle or feather
Awakens what's within
Fall into myself, collapse and let go

Through the night I am carried
By two spirit brother
To the Light I feel Light
Face down upon Mother

A rattle within, a bone whistle or feather
"Eat, Dear One," she hums
"Eat through Me"

Eyes wide shut I see fire in me
Open they see ancestors run across plains
Ancestors run as they scream, run as they die
Horses slaughtered they run
Screams that are warnings to those left behind
Screams contain messages for me and for mine

"Two Spirits" they scream
"Do not trust them" they whoop
"They will kill your horses, too - do not accept their laws
You cannot ride upon that which they take away"

"Accept no gifts except what you give yourself
They will kill you because you are different from them
They will kill you because you are different from them
Laws are mere paper, you must be your own shield
There is nowhere outside for anyone to hide
They will kill you because you are different from them

Take care of You, Two Spirits
Take care of You
Eat
Prepare
Rest well
Take care of You
They will kill you because you are different from them
Stop the drugs and the disease and the drunken fallacies
Do not give them the butt end of the gun
While you look down the barrel"

Eyes wide open to hear what I've seen
I blow upon the dirt as they run and they scream
Be ready
WAKE UP!!!!!
You are different
They will kill you because you are different from them

That very night that was five ago from this
Two faces appear from two other sides
One is Sylvester, dearly carried over
One is Aviance on a downtown street
Screaming her warnings as she lay broken and beat

Her screams are warnings to me and to mine
"Be ready," she cries
"They will kill you because you are different from them"
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