listen to what you don't hear

listen to what you don't hear

In this season of aureate and crimson melodies 
playing o'er boughs 
And light footed dancers cascading endlessly 
harkening sunrises and lullabies 

I am reminded of the council of my father,

Sometimes you learn just as much in unspoken words 
as you do in barbaric roars.

We were watching his beloved New York Knickerbockers on television,
and what I didn't hear was, 

The Niggas are in a desperate desperate situation right now ...

Time is not on the Niggas side, they need to make some quick decisions ...

That was just horrible execution by the New York Niggas, 
that's why they fall behind when it counts most. 

I changed the channel to catch the end of the game in Los Angeles, 
and what I didn't hear was,

The Heebs are in full control ... 

The Jews will maintain possession and seal another victory ... 

When the Los Angeles Heebs are playing at this level, 
there is no stopping them,they're a juggernaut. 

I changed the channel yet again, 
and what I did hear this time was, 

The Redskins are trying to run right now  ...

The Redskins look dazed and confused, they're totally hapless ...

There's no leadership out there, 
someone from the Washington Redskins needs to step up.

I asked him, Daddy 
when did people become mascots

Around 1492, he tells me. 

The Siwanoy weren't born patriots, 
yet we patronize them with names like Warriors and Chiefs.
Sell their broken silhouettes on t-shirts and jerseys 
in Kmart and Walmart, 
and the Mall of America. 

Tattoo their mugshots on red and yellow stripped helmets,
so we can tell them apart from the good guys wearing the stars.
America's team.
Cowboys.

Tired of the games I step out to replenish my lungs
with offerings of pine and elm. 
Underfoot are the fallen, brown and withered. 
Their hazel skin and bones crackle, 
as do mine.  

Presented in the "cowboys and Indians" challenge hosted by emo1.   
Selected winner by the gracious host.

Postscript: The use of the controversial and derogatory term "nigga" was a tough personal one.  Unfortunately it's use, and even celebration, still plagues my community; but I thought it important I use it, and the term "hebe",  to illustrate the continued public and commercialized degradation of Native Americans.