Pathfinder Blood
by Tom King
Lanape Chief Nemacolin
was a pathfinder
And a direct ancestor of mine.
A guide and blazer of trails for colonial troops
Through woods of birch, and larch and pine
Highways trace his trails across the Cumberlands
Down the Ohio and Great Lakes
He knew Washington and others of my kin,
Marked forests, valleys, plains and cedar breaks.
Our ancestors once cut trails into the wild untrammeled West,
Built railroads, highways, villages and towns
Through wilderness uncharted, not yet traveled,
Our grandpas plotted farms and hunting grounds.
Today Door Dash descendants of these pioneer folk,
If on the GPS my home's not showed,
They cannot find me on a map and in frustration.
Toss my groceries out along some random road.
(insert face palm)
© 2022 by Tom King
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