Indigenous People Poem by Kaila George

Indigenous People



Indigenous people
Live their lives
Unknown, unsure
To a land no longer ours
Lost in wars
Of long ago
Many of us
Cultures no more
We live in societies
Torn from the past
It breeds in us all
A culture no more
We fight our own doubts
About cultures lost
Who are we really?
Natives of this land
I speak for those
Who believe in their dreams?
Only to learn
We are heathens of old
Land once belonged
To the natives of this world
Now it belongs to a system
That is tainted with wars
The wild fields of old
Live on in our dreams
Dreams that our forefathers bared
I'm a native, a warrior
Born of this land
I fight for the freedom
To be indigenous and free
I call forth my forefathers
To claim to all whom I am
An indigenous person
Who fights to be free?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I discovered my roots only a few years ago, learning about how my forefathers were treated I was upset, angry, like all who know what I speak, and when I was young I use to deniy my heritage, I cringed every time someone called me ill begotten names, but now, I know who I am and were I stand in my life. IM PROUD TO BE WHO I AM, and it dosent matter what race you are people should be proud of themselfs as a human being, but to complete yourself as a person embrace your culture.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yeere 07 May 2019

Great description great poem good job girl

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Eric Cockrell 13 June 2012

and the sad thing is... the world was better for them... for they were closer to the earth than we can know...

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