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Balderdash

A man indigenous to his homeland was part of a tribal community. And ancestral ties created a band that lived off nature with impunity. A man burnt red by a color-blind sun had a history that preceded him. And he lived free, subservient to none before the white man arrived on a whim. A spiritual man he turned to God with no immunity to the white plague. And finding himself homeless and outlawed his traditions and customs became vague. His beliefs upgraded from balderdash, like a phoenix, he rises from the ash. (Sonnet) Nov. 21, 2018 TRIBUTE TO NATIVE CULTURE Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
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Roper Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 10:56 PM
Nicely done, Emile.. Good luck in the contest...
Pinet Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 8:21 AM
Thanks Eve, I appreciate your support y friend Emile.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 2:17 PM
It is so sad to me what you are mentioning in the best of ways. We truly did the natives a disservice, being selfish, and wanting to 'own' what they knew should not be owned, but should be shared. They should have never taught us how to grow food, but of course, they did, being the believers in unity and oneness that their Great Spirit demanded.Beautiful, as usual.
Pinet Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 3:12 PM
Thank you Caren, your comments are always welcome my friend, Emile.
Blown Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 10:40 AM
...where does all the pity lie...long time passing...(old folk song reference)
Pinet Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 1:24 PM
Thanks for your comment Sand, the fault lies in our inactions as well as our actions...we must own the truth and heal the wounds we ourselves did not inflect, but we as a culture have allowed history to belittle their pain in order to reduce our shame, Emile.
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