Sunday, April 27, 2025

Always Too Late


conspicuously,

we walk these lands

as did those before us,

boldly,

we built our fortunes

as if no one else 

around us mattered,

gradually,

we taught others what

had been taught to us,

unusually,

we blew smoke into the sky

to warn others of us,

ironically,

we shared our lands with

those who hated us,

tearfully,

we remembered all that

we needed to forget,

faithfully,

we lowered our bodies

in graves, made for us

by our children.


April 23, 2025


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