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What Hope Endures
by John Rockie Coppolella

Thursday, May 24, 2012
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All men were created equal, created from the same molds. My story lies buried here with me, with only this poem to be told.

Travis Porter they call me that’s all,
Indian artifacts I’ve bought and sold,
Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned,
A well read red-man lies here cold.

What endured no one knows,
A holy man there once stood,
Now his bones came to rest,
In a piney box made of wood.

In 1864 that jury voted him guilty,
Hunged this Apache from a tree,
The voters rejected Abe Lincoln,
Proved all God’s chillins ain’t free.

A shadow is coming over me,
Sacrifice not tears nor breath,
Cold creeping my soul a’chill,
Freedom’s found in my death.

Is Christ just a name in the book?
Are my sins cast away from me?
As far as the East is from West,
Nailed up with him onto the tree.

See! Poor Apaches I never knew,
Now hear a tom-tom’s drummer,
Yonder Indian hand plays for me,
Unbeknownst my distant brother.




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Reviewed by Lois Christensen 6/28/2012
A good campfire tale for this summer, i must print it out, my little 6 year old friend loves to tell camp fire stories.......we were camping 2 weeks ago and took turns.
Terrific it.
Reviewed by jude forese 6/3/2012
intriguing motif ... stimulating exercise in metaphysics, philosophy and history ...
Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw) 5/31/2012
Rockie, You are guided by the ancestors, Rockie, they are calling out to your apache soul. Love this deep insightful you. =))

In Spirit,
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 5/30/2012
Deeply touching and thank you for bringing to mind the devastation of a proud people.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 5/26/2012
The poem has a very haunting and telltale tone. As if Geronimo is waiting to save him.

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 5/25/2012
A sad but very vivid telling in a most heartfelt way!
Thanks for sharing this well written poem!
Peace, love and light,
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 5/25/2012
Tom is right, it is quite a sad story...e
Reviewed by Tom Hyland 5/25/2012

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