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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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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
A RED INVITATION
I love the way it feels
When no one sees
These miserable hills
A dark sky… hidden in black seasCan you see where I am? (Where I am?)
This place understands….
It knows my story… how it began…
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Falling…. Is a Red In-vi-tation….PRE-CHORUS:
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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