Tribes

Abstract

When I dressed up as a cowboy I smelled gunpowder in the tribe of the trigger, And when I taught a hungry child to steal bread I kneaded dough in the tribe of justice. When I crumbled a crumb from that bread for a sidewalk bird I belonged tothe tribe of nature, and when the bird sang in the cage I felt myself a part of the tribe of crime. When I stammered I belonged to the tribe of the slowly silent, and when I bounced basketballs I joined the tribe that scored with one hand.