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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There once was a time During the long forgotten era The frontier so majestic In the age of the arrow All the tools needed The Earth would provide Nothing went to waste Considered creed to the tribe A land vastly open Natives once called it home A place where the buffalo Majestically once roamed Free from democracy Yet peace was achieved Answering not to dictatorship Acknowledging only self beliefs Men were not kept in cages They were not hung for display The equality was unimaginable Freedoms not experienced in the present day The ignorance of our species Is second to none People actually follow rules Placed in force by only one Our industrial evolution Has destroyed the land Our lust for prosperity Has tarnished this sand The buffalo once roamed the planes Standing oh so bold and tall The natives had foreseen The inevitable rise to fall Prosperity brought damnation Of an entire generation Now we are the ones Who try slowing immigration The hypocrisy in our laws Exposes the true foundation Who are we to deny Anyone into this nation It has yet been noticed By the ignorant youth The basis of history Rarely holds truth In a place so very near The buffalo once roamed The land filled with life Now stripped to the bones With the right kind of ears You might catch the tone Heard only by the damned The sound of nature's wrathful moan
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