Te Death and Revival of a Proud People
A proud people
Ancient, proud and strong
Living with the land
Primitive yet advanced
They survived
Sharing land and food
No one was left in need
Greed grew in others
Taking what they wanted
The proud people fought
Defended their women and children
Fought for their way of life
Their blood flowed
Staining fields where they once lived
They died
Others suffered through
Weak and dying
Facing starvation and thirst
Forced from their homes
Placed on strange lands
Not fit for the lowest beast
They stood no chance
Despite the torture
The proud people thrived
Their culture killed by outsiders
Their ancient ways trashed
Fighting back they adapted
Relearning their past
The words of their ancestors
Their spirit grew
Now the world who murdered them
Treated them like dogs
Honors their memories
Respects their traditions
Finally accepting them
As part of the family
As human beings
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