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Native American Boarding Schools

shocked, as hair cut short buckskins burned praying, in the darkness for rescue all our gods forsaking us pics of Him in pain Teacher demanded belief after all somehow died for our sins what is sin? A bright girl asks later teach replies now forgetting gods of earth and fire and dressed up in lies of white man kind lady with love in heart circles my neck with crucifix Realize all our gods are one still praying to great spirit the one with wild deer playing in her heart

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Constance La France

Date: 4/22/2015 7:06:00 AM

Thomas, I can relate to this poem very much, as I have Ojibwa in my blood, my grandmother was taken from a Canadian reserve and brought to the city for a better life, she lost her heritage, well done 7 and I want to thank you so much for my wonderful placement in your Humorous Contest, that was fun

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/21/2015 10:54:00 PM

PS.... I find your poem rather interesting. pics of Him in pain demanded belief after all somehow died for our sins,,,, a vivid meaning some seem to understand and some don't. Enjoyed... LINDA

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/21/2015 10:51:00 PM

Hi Thomas, I'm so mad... Gurrr.. At myself. Your contest close so fast... WOW! I went through the contest page, it was gone. WOW! I was looking forward to entering your contest. Will you have another contest soon. I sure hope so.... LINDA