Not a prayer could forgive

The injustice done

On sacred grounds

Or the blood split

Or Trail of Tears.

Nor could one admit

The hyprocrisy

That made a people

Undone.

 

Neither reactionary 

Nor nontraditional 

Those who rise to meet

New circumstances

Through dance

Separate that which is 

Honorable 

and corrupted. 

 

The fundamental differences

Go as follows:

One is sacred 

Permanent

And the other

Doesn't understand

The metaphysical 

But though resistance was 

Heartwarming

Lively

Like their roots

Would save them 

Their strength

Their thorns 

Could slice the 

Missionaries

And their singleminded views,

It was their home 

That killed them

The weeds

That grew

And that their roots

Were planted

In their graves.