ceremony

Updated: May 22






bare feet pulse

with the heartbeat drum

piercing concrete

to the core

of mother earth


we stand in silence

Mario gone


Mario gone

Mario Gonzalez


shells rattle

he enters

through the dancer’s

soles

to the top of headdresses, the tallest feathers


up, up, past the

mini van parked in the

driveway

the house closed with

curtains of fear


past the polite execution

of a small minded town

holds up BLM signs

but when George Floyd happens here-


deafening silence

a high pitched siren

you can’t get out of your ears


the dancers turn

touch the ground

the drum starts and stops

they embody

power

invoking it

from Mario


pressed

struggling for breath


pressed

if he were white

they would have taken him to

Burger King


he rises

and what is left

is a circle

of heart minded people

transformed

in humility

reclaiming the land

receiving

the flowers.




To support Mario González‘s family go to https://www.gofundme.com/f/justice-mario-gonzalez-family


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