Colonized Spirits - PTSD

Cobblestone sidewalks
bleeding
Indian spirit

Colonized
by pavement
over sand
footprints
bones

Lurking
in shadows
looking at
white people
dreaming

Indians
can’t dream
blocked
by orange
street lights
humming

Smothered
bent over
cop cars
street corners
with pants
down to ankles

Take my children

Again

Turn them
into you

Full of social justice
with god
by their side
in a land
of opportunity