Railroad Malediction

In the immense flats of the Great Plains
where prairies sleep beneath the sky,
I heard the word of a god in the trains
as they chugged and screamed and passed by.
Steel-throated and roaring desecrations,
the inevitable god of Progress had spoken
and cursed the heedless Native Nations—
their sacred silence forever broken.

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