Three fly ridden bundles twist,
dangle roped to the bridge,
niggers from the night before,
while the river
washes away the dirt.
As the white folks gawp,
smoke cigarettes and laugh
Saturday night entertainment southern style.
The flash of the camera
captures the postcard,
they send the image nationwide
attaching the ten cent stamp.
The mail franks with the stars and stripes
and the legend is official.
Now 2015 Toni thumbs the page,
grey haired, grand voiced
she speaks like the storyteller she is,
recounting the history of her nation,
a documentary of what one tribe
can do to another.
reubenwoolley 