“My original convictions upon this subject have been confirmed by the course of events for several years, and experience is every day adding to their strength. That those tribes can not exist surrounded by our settlements and in continual contact with our citizens is certain. They have neither the intelligence, the industry, the moral habits, nor the desire of improvement which are essential to any favorable change in their condition. Established in the midst of another and a superior race, and without appreciating the causes of their inferiority or seeking to control them, they must necessarily yield to the force of circumstances and ere long disappear.”
~ Andrew Jackson
Tag: war
Like a hammer on a drum.
Continued from Come, it said.
Out of the darkness, I see a glint of steel, coming at me.
The glint of steel becomes a fist, becomes an arm… becomes an army.
An army of steel, allied only with steel. It marches, gleefully, through a sea of terror, slices through, like a scimitar through flesh.
No. A scythe, like a scythe through a field of humanity.
Come, it said.
“Come,” it said, gesturing with an upturned palm, the gentleness of the movement belying the rigidity of its fingers, its joints, the stiffness of the steel with which we’d made him.
Him? It.
Burnished Bronze
Bronze
Cut, shaped, welded, etched
Burnished by popular demands
Until it appears as steel
Under blue skies and bright sun
Cut, shaped, welded, etched
Burnished by popular demands
Until it appears as steel
Under blue skies and bright sun
Barbed Wire & Bullet Holes
Barbed wire and bullet holes
A 20 year old reminder
Of a country broken
And rebuilt
Broken again
And rebuilt
A 20 year old reminder
Of a country broken
And rebuilt
Broken again
And rebuilt