black elk come back to save us
thunder shouts proof a proclamation
all the creatures ever shiver in their sleep
resting woke by lightning in the bluest sky
forever now we know what apology sounds like
crazy horse’ scar like beads we see with our fingers
praying our chromosomes are unrelated to the Cavalry
is our apology worthy for man unkind
one piece of dust hidden in shame
filth if you must know the truth
if ever god says sorry to his people
he should make apologies to the natives first