Ghost Dancing

Inspired after a trip to the Wounded Knee memorial.

ghost dancing

it was said no harm could come to us
that the dancing would bring back
our dead and the buffalo
so we all rose above the earth
and saw a new land.

oh how we danced in our ghost shirts
fearing no bullet that any Bluecoat
could shoot at us
and hope dared to flare bright
but it was false hope

now we are left in the snow
to freeze grotesquely
in shapes of our pain