Standing Bear

Niobrara ripples, defying time’s march
Through endless drops in clouds of gray
Learned hunts on wings of restless eagles
Did those dust worn skins have no say?
Standing Bear is a person is he not?

Fire danced heartbeats upon dying embers
What say a child of the broken arrowed land?
Blue green rainbows, shapeless autumn eyes
Debate no more, where do you now stand?
Standing Bear is a person is he not?

Indian territory, that cloaked scheme of theft
Was never his home, nor forever more yours
Death became no one, yet no one was he
A trek homeward, via the great father’s doors
Standing Bear is a person is he not?

Death’s screaming wind-soaked tears
A final promise to Bear Shield must be kept
Crooks and habeas corpus, words spoken true
Home, yes home, while evil justice wept
Standing Bear is a person is he not?

A hammer gaveled yes, echoed empty
For Standing Bear was a person
But he was the only one