Grandfather 
here is the space where I list Lenape stories you told  
                                                                                           

here is the space where you chose to remain silent 
                                                                                          

here is how many stories you told me about: 
            Romances of  “Indian” lovers killing themselves: 0 
            Movie parts of “Indian” extras falling off horses: 0 
            Fake shamans: 0 
            Per capita payments: 0

here is what you told me to fight against

            Corporate greed:  
            No person is worth a million dollars.

            Union busters:  
            We wore paper bags over our heads with holes for eyes  
            so they couldn’t know us and kill us.

            The Ku Klux Klan:  
            They came for me in the night with tar and feathers. 
                                                                  
Grandfather, wanishi, thank you.