Wednesday, January 10, 2024

Upon the Return of Artifacts to Wounded Knee - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Upon the Return of Artifacts to Wounded Knee

 

“We hope the spirits are on their way now.”

 

-Richard Broken Nose

 

A knife, a needle, an arrow, a pair of shoes

Some beads, a shirt, a drum, a tobacco pouch

A little girl’s doll, fragments of a pot

And tools for completing one’s daily chores

 

They are not artifacts; they are not displays

They are the ordinary necessities of life

Stolen from the dead hands of innocents

To be numbered, indexed, filed, boxed, and mocked

 

These things are sacred now, part of the Great Dance of Creation

We pray the spirits will come and take them home

 

As plundered items return to Wounded Knee, decisions await (artdaily.com)

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