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"Native Spirits of War"
IP:
Native Spirits Of War
Picturesque Skys Adorned The Sacred Southern Land.. Destiny In The Dynasty Of The Ones To Have It In Hand.. Sand Brushed Through The Feet Of the Dry Land Stepped.. Feelings Of Conflict Graced The Air As The Harsh Winds Swept.. An Ownership Bestowed Upon The Ancestral Creations.. Was To Be Upheld, Fought For, Against Any Ambitious Nations.. Sensations Of Masses Grouped Together In Revolution of Presence.. The Essence Of A Community To Hold Histories With Blessins.. Lessons Handed Down To Teach The Young The Pride Of Blood.. Now Joined By Seniors In Defence Of Their Sacred Land Of Mud.. Uprisings Eventuated Through Not Only Thoughts But Actions.. White Men Were Overawed By The Stern Nature Of Native Reactions.. To Stand Down Was A Sin! Paradise Would Be Lost Like Adam and Eve.. Running Bull Sat Perched In His Homestead Contemplating, He Couldn’t Believe.. A Deceitful Race, Unknown To A Graced Group, Was Here To Bring Hurt.. Expansion Of One Race Would Bring Downfall To Another, To Eat Dirt.. Goodness In Ones Eyes Is Perceived Different To Others.. Bonds Held Strong Natives Knew They Would Stick Together as Brothers.. Lovers, Mothers, All Were To Fight Till Death.. The Papichan Tribe All Took What May Have Been their Last Breath.. Raised The Weapons To The Sky And Indebted Their Actions To Ancestors.. Charged At English White Men, They Were Rightful Protestors.. Testers Of the Faith, Spirits Guided Them On Their Journey.. They Were Oblivious, Never To Know Whites Could Have Concerned The.. Battle It was, Running Bull Guided The Tribe Into Their Fight.. Rose With Might Outnumbered, However, They Contested The White.. Thousands Of Natives Were Killed, Their Land Was Lost That Night.. Their Land Handed Over, Although, Their Spirits would NEVER Die!.. This Was War..Whites Could Never Run Sacred Lands, Still They Would Try.. As The Sun Rose Up That Morning, Angry Native Faces Adorned That Sky.. ................................Pz................ .................. |
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