Native Dreams

Rose Windows
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