Thursday, June 4, 2009

Attack (dialogue poem)

I have sent for you here
Do you know what I intend?

No, I do not
What is it that you intend?
Black Bird, he holds in his hands
A destroyer
The white man left it unattended
It harms
It kills
We need more of the destroyers
To drive out the white man
What do you need of me?
You are to take your horse
Go into the white man's village
And lead an attack
Who will be my aides
In this attack?
Our men, to my left
They will follow you
You will lead
I will act on what you expect of me
I will act with pride
Go, get the destroyers
Without them
We will surely be overpowered

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