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violent is violence of a secret
violent is violence of a secret identity
a secret identity is a secret violence
dust is dust of identity
identity is a dust of identity
dust to mass,mass to dust
dust to mass,mass to violence
dust to mass,mass to identity
violence is a mass of violence
violence is a mass of identity
a secret disgust is a secret identity
the government is a violent disgust
the government is a violent identity
the government is disgust as the government
the government is disgust as a identity
the government is disgust as the u.s. government
a secret identity is a secret u.s. government
the u.s. government is a official of the u.s. government
the u.s. government is a official identity
the u.s. government is a secret official
official is official of the u.s. government
Black Hills Legacy
In the vaults of the U.S. government
Sits a cache of money gathering interest.
But money cannot buy the hearts of a people
In exchange for land and legacy
For breaking the Laramie Treaty.
The Black Hills have been stripped
Of wealth beyond imagination,
A mere pittance in repayment
For stealing without consequence—
An insult to the Sioux Nation people.
“Return the land to its rightful owners,
Compensate the victims for your crimes of plunder,
And respect their existence, their heritage, and their plight.
Free your children of the shame you have inflicted;
Don’t let greed fester in your hearts any longer.
Now is the time; make the wrong right!”
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Notes:
1) Laramie Treaty (1868): The Laramie Treaty of 1868 established the “Great Sioux Reservation,” which included ownership of the Black Hills located in present-day South Dakota, U.S.A.
2) Indian Appropriations Act of 1876: The Indian Appropriations Act of 1876 was called “Sell or Starve” by the Sioux. The Act cut off rations for the Sioux until they ceased hostilities and relinquished the Black Hills to the government of the United States.
3) Agreement of 1877: The Agreement of 1877 allowed the U.S. government to officially (and forcefully) take away the Black Hills and relocate the Sioux onto Indian reservations. The lands were then opened to settlement and mining without negotiating with the First Nations people.
There is no record of the transaction of the Sioux selling the land to the United States government.
4) United States v. Sioux Nation of Indians (1980): In 1980, the United States Supreme Court ruled that the Black Hills had been illegally taken and that the Sioux should be compensated with a sum of $105 million for the Black Hills plus an additional $44 million for the land outside the Black Hills.
The Sioux Nation refused the payment and demanded that their lands be returned. They say the land is not for sale.
"You know, there is still such a thing as execution."
That's a direct quote from Donald Trump
our current puppet USA president,
responding to a question,
regarding whistleblower Edward Snowden,
wanted by our government for the crime of treason,
because former NSA employee Edward Snowden,
leaked not only to the "enemy,"
but also to the entire world's population,
top secret US government security information.
What were these secrets? What was this top secret information?
"Our Government Is Secretly Spying On Its Own Citizens,
Under The Guise Of Fighting Terrorism.
Every Text Message You Send,
Every Cell Phone Conversation,
Is Digitally Recorded And Archived By Our Government.
Spyware Is Now Being Installed In Our Household Appliances,
That Government Agencies Can Access At Their Convenience.
Camera And Microphones Installed In Most Flat Screen TVs,
Can Be Activated Remotely By Any Government Agency,
Allowing Them Access To Your Most Private Moments Very Easily."
Thomas Snowden is a hero in my opinion,
and not at all a traitor guilty of treason.
He had nothing to gain but a life of martyrdom,
always on the run, seeking asylum,
fearing for his life moment after moment,
all because he shared with everyone the truth of a horrible wrong,
the unconstitutional infringement upon the privacy of everyone,
at our government's discretion without the need for a warrant.
In my mind there is no question,
Donald Trump is just another puppet USA president,
blindly following the most powerful elite global bankers' instructions,
otherwise he would grant Edward Snowden protection and freedom,
instead of entertaining the thought of this very brave hero's execution.
This poem was inspired by the song "The Twelve Days of Christmas".
Moreover, it is rhymed, very different, and condensed.
Also, it is done from 12 days to 1 rather than 1 day to 12.
This year, I discovered that I had not completed this poem
and that days 12-7 were written in December of 2009(14yrs.ago!).
On May 23, 2023, I wrote days 6-2; and finally, I finished
the poem on December 15, 2023.
On the 12th day of Christmas,
No one gave me the time of DAY.
On the 11th day of Christmas, a poor
cat parked at my front door to STAY.
On the 10th day of Christmas,
I wish that it was the month of MAY.
On the 9th day of Christmas,
I wish there was a better WAY.
On the 8th day of Christmas,
I discovered that Christmas had
been turned into 'Usmas', and
I had little to say because
I was feeling cloudy and GRAY.
On the 7th day of Christmas,
the US Government bailed out
yet another failing company,
and I had no SAY.
On the 6th day of Christmas,
parking lots were filled with
lots of SHOPPERS.
On the 5th day of Christmas,
all seems more commercial,
less Christian anymore,
and no one ever BOTHERS.
On the 4th day of Christmas,
I had not bought a single GIFT.
On the third day of Christmas,
I saw an abandoned sparrow
and gave him a LIFT.
On the 2nd day of Christmas,
I bought my wife her favorite
bottle of perfume.
On the 1st day of Christmas,
Two beautiful Poinsettia plants are posted at the fireplace.
We have an artificial tree standing at our front window
filled with ornaments and lights, a reef at the front
door, and another reef on a side window adorned with
lots of red lights. Christmas lights hang across the
front bay windows. There's a banner in the living room
showing an angel blowing his horn, and another banner
on the front door declaring that Jesus Christ is The King
of Kings. Through the years, I do not recall our home being
more lighted and decorated than this Christmas 2023.
Jesus is The Light of The World. Merry Christmas!
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in a room laced with gloom
his beats boom he dreams of wreckin' the mike
his momma's home she's alone
a sad song she struggles she fights
his lil' sis' is quite a miss
but them fives they do dis' they women so bad
but they alright except at night
for fives will fight you know a drive-bye’s to be had
in the ghetto he's a cello
if he's yellow he's bound to get played
his homies ain't no phonies
they drinkin' forties and lookin' to get paid
on the corner he's a gonna'
take lil' Jack Horner’s fo' they Christmas pie
sticks in his thumb pulls out a gun
ya' betta' run son he's one crazy lil' five
there's two sides to this lil' five
he's full of jive and has a heart of gold
if he jacks you fo' fifty don't give in too swiftly
he's kinda' shifty he'll want fifty more
his mom's on welfare nobody else will care
some fives they do stare at his lil' sis
on Sundays in church his soul he must search
at night he does dirt a childhood was missed
a baby born a bastard; things happen fasta'
the streets might cast ya' in the role of a wimp
a five from L.A. drivin' a six tre'
crime it do pay wants his name on the blimp
the U.S. government cannot prevent
this adolescent from goin' astray
not to mention juvenile detention
just another dimension of the American way
joined a street gang it's a ghetto thang
playin' the dope game he's a thug fo' life
original gangstas like this lil' pranksta'
he can't wait to shank ya' in the heat of the night
OG's got a mission some fives they dissed 'em
pranksta' can get 'em it's initiation day
the scene's a playground it's fin' to go down
babies they run 'round looks like a foray
closer and closer his heart grows colder
gettin' bolder and bolder his nine-millimeter jams
seventeen years old his body turns cold
his last episode hollow points rip his ass
a frontpage story didn't earn no glory
nature was predatory really dug his profile
he carried my name could not break the chain
he lived in vain he was my only child
The land of honey?
Most Americans I know of are writers and artists
who sees when a crime has been committed
alas, the US government and its politicians are held
in the grasp of the Zionist who has thoroughly
corrupted most of those who carry a big responsibility
for world peace, fail to do so.
I love America, but my love affair with this great land has taken many knocks and led astray by enemies within its border who have, because of US generosity, been able to grab the political power and rule America
to the mire that the Middle East has become.
The America I knew was energetic, vibrant and there was an opportunity to make a good living
Here, I must say, the America I knew was a white state
when I, on a few occasions, was in black surroundings
many told me about the discrimination they suffered at the hands of the law, although I noticed they drove nice cars
Now that this obstacle has been overcome, I see, to my dismay, that black America has a very high crime rate. I think their moral leaders have let their people down.
I read that 3 million refugees have entered the borders
in Mexico illegally, is reprehensible why those in power let this happen.
Not that I wish to be conspiratorial, but if we are witnessing
a browning of America to make the masses more malleable to pay them less than they deserve.
I like Texas, I can't help it, where the sport is to sit on the angry bull and try not to be thrown off for 8 seconds
many years ago, on a Sunday, at a cafe, cars came with
armed men who drank Lone Star beer and were courteously to one another and to strangers,
this makes
sense well-armed people are polite.
Back then, communism was the devil and only a stupid
Man would dare to voice another opinion.
Opinions often change in conservative sites,
many who applaud Putin's refusal to entertain
on his watch, the Woke culture.
It is alarming when some white folk feel they have to be critical of white people. Balderdash!
It was white American workers and leaders,
made America wealthy, powerful and democratic
I wish for the Jew obsession to lessen so the USA can go back to be great again.
During the Second World War
A decision was made
If brothers were to be lost
The last would be saved
The story below
Is the truth in a way
For the search of a soldier
Before he becomes, theatre pray
The US Government declared
A mission is in plan
Sending a squad of Rangers
To save this solitary man
Capt. John H Miller
With his handful of men
Their dedication to search
For the last of them
For his brothers were lost
In the theatre of war
At Omaha and Utah
In the Pacific, so far
Into Europe they head
From cities through towns
Looking for Ryan
Before he's gunned down
He is eventually found
With Paratroopers, holding onto a key bridge
As a Panzer group advances
Will this be their last ridge
Bullets zipped, pinging
Ricocheting
The flesh of the living
In screaming sing
Their mission was, to
Save Private Ryan
But Capt. John H Miller
With others, died trying
My entry into Frank Herrera's contest
" Describe your favorite performance by Actor or Actress in a movie "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-7.php
Tom Hanks is my favourite actor, and his role as Capt, John H Miller to me
was one of his best, his hunger to complete his mission showed in his acting.
The film was based on a true story, about Fritz Niland who lost two brothers
in Normandy, and a brother M.I.A. in Burma. He was later found alive.
But the military rule about sole surviving son's being allowed out of combat is true.
It was enacted after the five Sullivan brothers were killed in 1942 when the U.S.S.
Juneau was sunk in the Pacific. The rule of the surviving son is common to many
armies, the American, the Canadian, the British and the Israeli.
On May 1, 1865, Charleston, South Carolina,
Freed African Americans held a parade of 10,000
In honor of 257 dead Union soldiers,
whose remains they had reburied from a mass grave
in a Confederate prison camp
Although Blight (historian) claimed
"African Americans invented Memorial Day
in Charleston, South Carolina",
In 2012, he stated in the New York Times
He "has no evidence" that the event in Charleston
effectively led to General Logan’s call for the national holiday
In 1968, the U.S. government passed
the Uniform Monday Holiday Act,
1971 May 30 was a day touted
It all went into effect in 1971,
by then, there were no more Civil War veterans –
but millions of vets from later wars.
It took an act of congress to
grant federal employee's three-day weekends
The act also codified the name "Memorial Day" into law.
Note: In tribute to “The Ladies' Memorial Association”
And the African American’s who fought for the grand army of the Republic
Blake Stilwell can be reached at [email protected]
POEM
United States of America we celebrate
“Decoration Day” it began in 1868,
This day is considered a very sad day
On the last Monday of May
Americans bring flowers and give thanks
To the dead soldiers of all ranks
Virginia, first Civil War soldier's grave
Southern women decorated, recorders would save
Were the first to invent Memorial Day
Written 5/29/22
Happy Memorial Day!