Murder on Maple Street? Questions for AG Shimel the Family Aardvark Society Requests for Justice
In addition the Garland City, Mural City, Whistle Stop City, Kwik Trip City,
Border Town: by Rob Ganson
Shootouts on Main street
prostitution in the jail
citizenship on a sliding scale
A young boy dies in a hail of lead
How many have died?
How many have bled?
Uninvited guests came to stay
to take the rights of first peoples away
to poison the waters a hundred ways
Smokestacks pierce a once clear sky
rivers thicken, wild rice dies
I hear the fallen forests cry
We Europeans call this civilization
while we cage the first people
on small reservations
We even want to bomb the hills
pass our filthy mining bills
to hone our destructive skills
Smoke now etches the skies
quicksilver fills the waters
the minds of our sons and daughters
Below our feet, a blacksnake hums
drowning out the sound of drums
Kings reap riches, the people, crumbs
A once sacred Island, a resort for the rich
a place for the wealthy to scratch every itch
Another stream becomes a drainage ditch
We tear at our mother with wolves of steel
looking for another golden meal
Her every protection is repealed
This mourning I saw an eagle on high
and broke inside, imagining
the tear in her eye