Waters Crossed

Waters Crossed
As you crossed
the waters
beneath which
Indians are buried,
massive steel arches
towered above you,
an erector set
blown out of proportion.

Darkness came early;
the chill hung
like frozen hogs
in a slaughterhouse.

Horn of Plenty

Horn of Plenty
Those that cleared
the fields
and planted
crops
vanished.

Let God be praised
for the plague
and
our
full plates.