Souvenir American Gun

from Echoes and Overtones by Paul DeHaven

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We’re fine but on the inside we’re shivering stone
Our hearts are harder than bone
Can’t hear the wind for the highway’s dull moan
In the distance the sand hills groan

It’s a faint and a far-off memory
Of something that I’ve never seen
Made muffled and weak by the plastic and cheap
A souvenir American gun

Look to the sky to find what it all meant
Where all the buffalo went
Bury my hear in the grass as I wept
Where were the Indians sent

Did they go to hell for opposing God’s will
That would make a bearded man kill
For fortune and fame some dirt he could claim
With a souvenir American gun

Down highways on prairies goes a papermade sun
The sky turns to colorful crumbs
Families go to dinner on the side of the road
Inside their shivering stones

Either you take the Bible or the bathtub drugs
And somewhere an Indian shrugs
As he loads the barrel and he pulls back the arm
On his souvenir American gun

The bed has been made now we’re watching it burn
Not sure which way I should turn
It’s a modern dilemma of guilt build on sands
Of the work of another man’s hands
Near Whiskey Creek truck stop in North Platte, Nebraska
A shrine to the conquering ways
But I won’t be muffled thought thunder repeats
No surrender,no defeat
As I lay down for keeps
My souvenir American gun

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from Echoes and Overtones, released March 5, 2020

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