New People

The People I live with now are no longer

 The people I would’ve lived with back then.

False reputation has become stronger,

The ability to fit in is now just a trend.

Tribal headdresses were earned, not given,

Peace pipes were for peace, not a brief high.

Horses, like useful tools, were ridden,

There were no words for goodbye, only “hi.”

Genocide or evolution is for us to decide.

Embrace the newly found culture,

Only we can decide whether we ride or die.

Reinforce our new ways or live as vultures.

To my surprise, I lived my whole life as a vulture in disguise,

With newly found eyes, I now see a new prize.