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Terranullius

We did steal their home, I doubt that ‘twas right How doth Thou not see these sorrowful souls Darkness hath killed this land, therefore their light Terranullius? Thine sense burnt in coals Thy help is hurting, how art thou so blind? Alas! Hope of return, ever fleeting Sympathetic words, but what of the mind? We did not learn so we are repeating The pain never ends, the breaks hath not come We disrespect their beliefs, enslave them thinking of then, a lonely mind turns numb thoughts green-eyed, blinded by the shining gem Evermore, sorry will be falsely said Evermore, this absolute land runs red.

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Date: 7/2/2022 12:25:00 PM
Hi Kayla, your sonnet depicted the plight of the custodians of the land with such meaning. It can hardly be called "history" as its ongoing to this day. Yes, SORRY can be such an empty word, without actions and change to back it up. Thank you for your well written words. They form a "wake up call" to all of us who can instigate change.
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Kayla Mackay
Date: 7/5/2022 7:32:00 PM
Thank you. believe it or not this is the first poem that I've put effort into writing, and the first sonnet that I have EVER written. I wrote it for humanities and I was really proud of it so I started an account and put it up. Thank you again for your comment.
Date: 6/9/2022 7:46:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." The Lord's blessings be with you.
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