Reservations
by
Kenny A. Chaffin
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Rights Reserved © 2016 Kenny A. Chaffin
“I
have my reservations,” ol’ Joe told me and grinned, “they’re
in South Dakota -- Standing Rock mostly.” He laughed. But it wasn’t
funny to me or any of the others paying the price, making the amends.
“Now
come on, get back out there, let’s see some fancy dancin’!” He
burst out laughing again. I nodded and backed away to the circle. The
old men began the drum beat and sang, “Oh wee ha ho wee ho ha he.”
We whites dressed in moccasins, breech cloths, and war paint danced
for their amusement. Only two hundred years of servitude left.
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