Wronged Natives
At first they called them savages
then took away their land,
then they called them primitive
and didn't understand.
They had their own society
before the white man came,
who forced them into slavery
which filled their hearts with shame.
Pushed into reservations
and told they had to stay,
forget about the life they had
and learn a different way.
Forced to live a white mans life
with nowhere left to hide,
they didn't forget their own beliefs
and they never lost their pride.
Decendents of these brave natives
now in our social throng,
will never forgive the nation
that treated their people so wrong.
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