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American Night

by Tony Whitaker

The pilgrim’s fled to fulfill their right

to pray as they please in their sacred rites

they longed for the loss of their mother land

their pious claim to call New England



But wary of these foreign faces

the natives fought these invading waves

so many once taken away as slaves

by faces white in wicked raves



These pale people whose numbers grew

waxed valiant to fight to hold their due

the red man’s plight, too late, too few

what once was theirs was lost to you



The red sun sets on an alien man

so long the natives ruled this land

now all that’s left are the rich remains

of the casino warriors who lost their creed



Their final word at Wounded Knee

11/24/2009

Author's Note:

Posted on 11/24/2009
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/24/09 at 04:49 PM

...tony, well said, my man, well said...

Posted by Joe Cramer on 11/24/09 at 05:44 PM

... this is simply wonderful Tony.....

Posted by George Hoerner on 11/24/09 at 08:59 PM

Well said Tony and today we talk about "our" nation and would keep out the "illegals". What righteous trash spills from our mouths!!!

Posted by Wendy Sparling on 11/25/09 at 12:39 AM

Excellent write, Tony. I have always felt an empathy for the plight of these people too. Thanks for this poem.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/25/09 at 06:13 PM

Loved the phrase - "casino warriors".

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/26/09 at 10:19 AM

Every feeling American should recognize a bit of all our heart where buried at Wounded Knee. Great write! Thanks.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 11/26/09 at 02:12 PM

Thank you, Tony, thank you. Right on.

Posted by Michael Smith on 01/06/10 at 04:16 AM

Awesome for you to share your background with us. You might make a good historian... a musical historian. I can get down with that :)

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 07/05/10 at 11:02 AM

very awesome piece! congrats on potd!

Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 07/06/10 at 02:37 AM

Well done, Tony! Congratulations on POTD.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/06/10 at 06:31 PM

Hey Tony, worthy reminder of the way the world, especially in North America worked out. I always feel a kind of sadness in the loss of lifestyle and culture, and yet the world as a whole marches on to the beat of the melting pot, which I truly believe is a positive thing. Kudos!

Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/07/10 at 06:47 PM

The title of this poem is so apt. I think it is the dark side of this nation the way the Europeans and their American-born offspring treated the Native peoples. I am familiar with the Trail of Tears borne by the Cherokee and it is a particularly sad chapter in our history. I hope the gifts and perspectives of the Native cultures do not melt into the $ fabric of the dominant culture. Thanks for the wake up call.

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