0038 The Implication [27 April 1997]

Author’s note: Another poem written to sympathize with the Native American plight. No offense intended during my tender teenage years.

Trouble bred
In an Indian nation,
By a wandering soldier
Who told of the implication.

Cavalries and regiments,
All those fighting,
Because of a story
Told in different lighting.

By an old general
Tired of the peace
Between the Indians,
And their police.

War broke out
Between two nations.
One of them large,
The other strong.

Larger than the reservation
The enemy stood,
Blocking the path
Of those who understood.

Stronger than the larger,
The people stood tall,
Flying their flag,
And never to fall.

They met in battle,
Two nations strong.
One of them right,
The other wrong.

The soldiers fought for wrong,
The warriors right.
Each tiring,
The end in sight.

The battlefield wrought
With bodies and blood.
The people overcoming
In a glorious flood.

Achieving a victory,
The Great Spirit,
Granted to the people,
For all those who could hear it.

“By winning this battle,
My people who are strong.
In the future battles
Good defeats the wrong.”

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
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