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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
My Land
I was told this was home
I was given it on silver plater
They fail to tell me that I would have to steal itWords written on paper was crafted beautifully
Penmanship to die for
That was it…
The hidden messageTo die for
I can not take what is not mine
Can land really be mine
The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More2 Comments-
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Thank you Curtis;))
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Read Moreyou place the bladein my handand somethin in your voicemakes it feel rightsomethin given just to meb/c I earned itand I…dumb enough to believe you…hold it carefulwatchin the light settlealong the surfacebefore bringin it to my mouthslowdraggin my tongue...
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You’re rather the pain instead of the love…this shows that the comfort that can be given is a scary concept.
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Powerfully penned, 253. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. You always deliver. Appreciate you.
Damian
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twofiftythree posted in the group National Poetry Month
the willin fool
you place the blade
in my hand
and somethin in your voice
makes it feel right
somethin given just to me
b/c I earned itand I…
dumb enough to believe you…
hold it careful
watchin the light settle
along the surface
before bringin it to my mouth
slow
draggin my tongue
along the edge
tastin what you pro…Read More -
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In Indigenous culture and belief, no one owns the land, we inherit it and are part of it and must share and protect it, leaving it in better shape for future generations. I think this is a much better culture, belief, and morality than what we have in today’s world. I like your poem because it points to this kind of understanding. A very fitting…Read More