The Pontiac

The Pontiac

A Poem by james l navas

Silence, the noise is deafening.
We wait; the perfect ambush laid, 
To defend our village against the brutal invader.
Our great leader Pontiac;
He leads us to rebel for our tribe.
For the honour of our lives and our peoples
Our arrows against their bullets. 
Like a thorn in their side we bring down the raging beast,
 the creator protects us
 shows us the way
 leads us to victory. 
The embodiment of their David and Goliath story
A true show of irony.
Brains versus brawn
We put up a strong fight but
in the end we can't do it
the industrial power defeats our never ending courage
we fight to the last. 
The lands stained with our blood.
But the stain washes out. 

© 2016 james l navas


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james l navas
james l navas

sheffield, United Kingdom



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A Poem by james l navas