We are still here.
He immediately points to my insignia
“Yah, but mine’s gold”
I believe him;
He has more gold adorning his body than I own
“You got a home?”
“I’ve a place to stay…”
He understands
Better than anyone
“Grandpa stopped the music”
I believe it
I charged the speaker before I left the house
He didn’t skip a beat
Kept talking with a glimmer in his eyes
He speaks in parables
Adam and Eve
While Lucas looks on quietly
Cautious, but aware
We are a triad
A few of few
The bison moved south
Coyote no longer howls
But the snow never melts
Yes, we are still here
But are we still
Relevant?
Excellent journey in writing
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Thank you.
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