Rage'n Curtis

Native Past

Riding fast and running long
across their endless plain.
They grew their crops for years
and years like corn, wheat, and grain.

Untill the white man
came from sea
and brought their pain and
misery.

They started a war with
bow vs gun.
The natives ran to
the hills for fun.

They fought very hard
and faced them well,
out on their lands
they gave them hell.

But in the end
the white man rose.
This is the Native's land
and everyone knows.

Poem Submitted: Friday, December 14, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2011

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  • Marieta MaglasMarieta Maglas (10/9/2010 11:57:00 AM)

    nice poem...............

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  • Stephanie Blodgett (6/3/2009 10:53:00 AM)

    so true

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  • Rose Cook (5/2/2009 11:48:00 PM)

    i like it it shows what they had to go through and how strong they were to fight for their lands.

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  • Lacey Peter (5/1/2009 11:42:00 PM)

    whoa this is great im a native
    have no idea how to reply to this lol
    buts its a 10 for sure

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  • ~ br0k3n h3artz hurt l! k3 H3ll~ (5/1/2009 2:57:00 PM)

    this is a good poem it gives a history lesson lol and its rhymed well and its a great poem....10

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  • Sage of Time (8/8/2008 10:20:00 PM)

    i can really relate to that cause i have cheerokee blood in me. you tell it like you were there

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  • Emo Seb (7/29/2008 5:50:00 PM)

    definitely. masacre the effing racist sons of b! tches mother f^ckin crackers.

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  • Arabian Heart (6/12/2008 11:16:00 PM)

    much pain was used to forge this land
    and we know very well which blood was spilled
    and because of this a race was almost lost
    lets hope for much better

    lets continue to write what we feel

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  • kim Hook (4/10/2008 3:44:00 PM)

    nice i like how you speak about the Indians and the earth

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  • Peter Cyril Riloskovic (12/14/2007 2:59:00 PM)

    The Indians knew that fighting for land was foolish. The Earth belongs to herself and all of us are merely guests.

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