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Ballad of The Lakota Nation

We people long before born here, hunting lands for our eat. our heavens above shed us tears, and life began to beat. Heavens gave to them purest birth, above they warm my skin. calling to me as mother earth, I beat their heart within. Nourished by the mother we live, grateful for all we own. we live on to all that she gives, her body is our home. All my children work day to day, to keep our ways alive. carrying with them much of pay, from burden of a strive -ibh

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Date: 6/12/2020 11:25:00 AM
Great writing, welcome as water in the desert of history. Lakota, endured Wounded Knee, massacres, Custer? Really environmentally needed: Earth, our common Mother's Body. (Sorry I am late to this, please come back. Write again)
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Date: 4/12/2016 12:19:00 AM
deep and beautiful... Isabelle. LINDA
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Date: 4/12/2016 10:29:00 AM
thank you Linda! i had the most trouble writing this ballad as it was my first and i had no idea i would have to count every syllable lol i haven't written one yet but would love to!
Date: 4/11/2016 5:40:00 PM
Great write Isabelle. I have much empathy for the Native Americans. Peace young lady:)
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Date: 4/11/2016 9:05:00 PM
thank you very much! peace to you as well! :)