Native Dreams

Spirit warriors move softly

all through the shade

while the children are sleeping

they surround the camp

a delay, then the song starts

and through the end

chanting, "death will come sweetly"

"as the wind, the bow, and the stone"

Until the fields are red with ancient merlot

heaven helps a friend

Spotless and gleaming

they dream past their tents

with a crow as their armor

and snakes to defend

the fields that their fathers saw grow

heaven helps a friend

Slain at the Altar

The vultures are stalking

they lay in the open

and the Earth is being fed by spears