Under the raven's eye

Seven

Captives are spared or put to the knife

One black bird caws upon seeing the feast

Many are brought low by invisible killers

A great city of man springs up by the great river

Nights breaking with blood for the morning star

Control of the wolf passes to the avenged son

Handsome lake fosters new healing for the world

Eyes emerge from the depths of the whiteness

A griping polar sun forces the eyes behind shelter

Patches of dirt taken from the ruined cloth

A misery awaits on the reservation

Carving tools as precise as wide canyons

Hills bend like ocean waves concealing much

Elders follow out of the released shell onto a virgin beach

Kindling feeds the chug of pleasant smoke

Inching over the hills as a speeding party

Ours are cloaked in the hallow red

Waiting in the shadow of the antelope

Attention is sharper than a lance