Moss Carpet, Sky Blanket - Robert Rich

[Larry Robinson]

Moss Carpet, Sky Blanket

 
Here we are again, fellow traveler.
Here.
Again.
You.
Me.
 
Have the memories started for you yet?
 
Here we are again, fellow traveler
in yet another troubled time.
Another troubled time.
 
Hearts are burdened.
Families are being broken.
Bonds of trust have been dissolved 
all with the quick-flick
of jet-black ink
on rough-feeling paper
that has never known empathy.
 
Here we are again, fellow traveler.
The curriculum is now set.
The School of Soft Attention is now taking students.
 
Grandmothers of the Buffalo Nation
are out there crying and bleeding in the snow again.
The latest 'Great White Father' doesn't remember,
and hasn't really
let the full history
settle into his bones.
 
Here we are again, fellow traveler.
Mothers of the Desert
are out there fighting
to protect their young
along some unknown fence line.
 
And you and me...
students of the School of Soft Attention...
 
...we're the witnesses
that have to see
because our hearts can't not
and our minds
are of The Way,
and this is our way
not to turn away
from what’s really happening.

	- Robert Rich
 
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