Robert Brendan

(1979 / Calgary)

The Indians - Poem by Robert Brendan

There is this bona fide
Indian burial ground in this
city
right next to the ball park
where the give tickets
for the games away
at bars where they sell
eighty cent draft
and these people
Indians probably
or concerned white folk
working in concert
with Indians
have put all these crosses
in the ground
nice ones too
I look at them whenever
I go by
and think of the Indians
in their graves
next to the ball park
surrounded by roads
but then there’s always more
to stories like this
some people take the
crosses
and vandalize them as well
and the power plant wants to build
a building on top
of the dead Indians
plus to this
and add to that
but the city which built a bat
the size of a house
in the part of town
north of the crackline
wont put a sign down
or anything
they wont even talk
about it


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 17, 2005



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