Title: Defenders
Subtitle: dedicated to the U’nis’tot’en Land defenders
Author: Ron Sakolsky
Notes: Fifth Estate #396, Summer, 2016
SKU: FE-0396-00006680-0015-00006807
Activist with the Unist’ot’en Clan of the Wet’suwet’en Nation in northwestern British Columbia protecting indigenous lands from oil and gas development. August 2015. (RedPowerMedia.WordPress.com)

Broken leather latch

time’s dispatch

an oil-stained suitcase


tar sands underwear

surrounded by

industrial overwear.

Over where?

Not over here

you bastards

not anywhere!

This ain’t

no time

for caged canaries

with velvet beaks.

We must bite

the hand that feeds us


We will sing

our splintered songs

to shred



and pipelines.

We will dance

to the beat

of 100

studded walking sticks

hitting hard

on the frozen ground.

We will roar

to the sound

of rising spirits

breaking hearts

and cracking heads.

We will crash

and burn

under the

blood red moon

and come again.

Hell yeah

we will

come again

and soon.

We will

move together

like 1000

homeless moles

loosed from the earth

at the quaking

crack of dawn.

Never mind

the blood money


from the

rusted wormholes

in the sky.

Never mind

the hollow hiss

of bus-in-ess

as usual.

Never mind

the cash registers

ringing out

their siren song

of legal tender

love gone wrong.

Never mind

the ledger books

balanced on

dinosaur bones


beneath our feet.


Ancient bones

Bones for sale!

Never mind.

It’s all good.

Don’t weep.

It is


it is.

Go back to sleep.

No, wait

Wake up!

Do not disturb

those decayed bones!

Disturb the disturbers instead!

Ron Sakolsky is an anarcho-surrealist who lives and writes on Denman Island, BC. His latest book is Breaking Loose: Mutual Acquiescence or Mutual Aid? See review on Page 36.