the Lost Past
(c)2012 Bob Atkinson
all abandoned their old homeland
not in defeat as some have said
but, in the hope of peace upon
another ocean's silky sands
was return to what had been
home to the spirit of their lives
led by their internal intuition
carried old women, babes that cried
a short sail to their roots
on this distant windswept shore
of lands that could be reclaimed
with houses built of stones
no one wants to leave what has
been shelter for distant eons
to move away from such tradition
takes much from hearts and feelings
yet
when the far ones traveled to
new forests fields and houses
was because they knew staying put
to be a fight to the death in battle
this may have led to sweet victory
or death at the edge of sword
may have led to assimilation
of one group by another's lore
either way they could not hold
to living such a fouled life
took to boats to leave the land
of their fathers' prideful past
settled down and worked the land
where farms could raise good crops
nobody there would see them as
rape victims or sharp spear fodder
tried to keep their culture strong
kept old language in their mouths
in addition to the sounds
others' made here abouts
then their children assimilated
into the human mixture pit
left those without defined past
wondering where they did fit in
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