Brave Shadows Poem by Sharon Grove Mack

Brave Shadows



Circle round. Circle round.
Silhouette by the fire.
rings of hoops and tomahawks
Brave shadows reaching higher
Circle round. Circle round.
So much was taken. Shame not spoken
Past times forgotten Never replace respect
What was forsaken mother earth, she too regrets
Man's disregard for something sacred.

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Sharon Grove Mack

Sharon Grove Mack

Maple Valley, Washington
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