Thomas Martin Poet Free verse

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 April 22, 2015 at 7:06 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 April 21, 2015 at 10:54 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 April 21, 2015 at 10:51 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