Tristan Robert Lange

Nine Days

Ragamuffin records sober

Inside an empty, abandoned

Church—shaped like a watch—

His time about to expire.

Music is a divine language—

Universal and untamed—

Listen to the voice of the oppressed.

Listen!—can you not hear it?

It’s the sound of crying—

Native ghosts on the Trail of Tears—

Scions of Christendom’s cruelty.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, August 16, 2026.

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