Ghost Dance

Posted by on Feb 5, 2011 in 2011, Choken Word, Peace, WAR

Indian warriors locked in history.
Their stories updated by everyone.
Displayed on flat screens.
Read by office workers.
Their only war to keep their jobs.
Exchanging status updates.
Farming digital lands.
So many tribes died for this.
Their people murdered and starved.
So real land can be possessed.
Savages sitting in cages.
We all are.

One worker reads these stories.
Is moved to type these words.
Remembers the people who died for this.
Sees his reflection in the monitor.
No longer recognizes himself.
A parking garage outside the window.
A dining hall across the street.
One price for all one can eat.
The war continues far away.
Natives forced to give up land.
Savages sitting in cages.
We all are.

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  1. Byron King
    February 5, 2011

    With visible face I am appearing.
    In a sacred manner I appear.
    For the greening earth a pleasantness I make.
    The center of the nation’s hoop, I have made pleasant.
    With visible face, behold me!
    The four-leggeds and two-leggeds,
    I have made them to walk;
    The wings of the air, I have made them to fly.
    With visible face I appear.
    My day, I have made it holy.

    -Black Elk

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  2. Globatron.org
    February 6, 2011

    Ghost Dance: Remember Wounded Knee? http://bit.ly/eo4CTQ #egypt #freedom #democracy

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