Nations Poems

NO ONE

Once again I defer today’s blessing to the Native Nations
I hope someday their wisdom will help us understand…
how we are not the total masters…
but only one part of the land

No one owns the water
No one owns the land
No one owns the ocean
No one owns the sand

These are give by our Mother

The Planet provides for free

Only

The Genocide

I lay in the dust turned to mud by the blood of innocents,
my name i heard whispered on the sighing breeze of night
flahes of somrthing bright illuminated a ruined city.
broken buildings like jagged teeth seemed to laugh,
screams like banshees filled the sky dropping death
down upon the heads of those already dead.
What hate must be brewing

The Funeral of the United Nations

A Lament for Justice

They raised a flag of heaven blue
Over ashes not yet cold,
Spoke of peace with silver tongues
While selling souls for gold.

It was born from war, they said—
But did not end the wailing.
It stitched the wounds of Europe’s kings,
And left the South still bleeding.

In Congo, the rivers run red,
The earth groans with stolen veins.
A

Atrocity

Whether the Indigenous People,
robed in leathers, head dressed in feathers,
who had their own sovereign nations,
wanted it or not,
June 2nd 1924,
U.S. President Calvin Coolidge
condescendingly signed the Snyder Act,
a.k.a., the Indian Citizenship Act, into law,
thereby conferring American citizenship
on American Indians.

He had it backwards,
it was no more than an affront
as, whether the Indigenous People
wanted them or not,
it was

The Case for a Muslim born Anti-christ part two Commentaries

Throughout world history many rulers and nations, have used beheading for
it's victims:King Herod, used beheading to execute John the Baptist, Nero
Caesar be-headed, the Apostle Paul in Rome. 

The French First Republic France, Sept. 5, 1793- July 28, 1794 organized by
The Committee for Public Safety: Arrested, Accused, Imprisoned, Beheaded
it's King Louis XV1 and his  Queen

Nations Awaken

The Great Sun Saturating,

Our DNA activating.

Twisting,

Translating.

Sifting,

Debating.

My mind is drifting.

Existing,

Through Realities.

Timelines Meant for Me,

To see where it Leads.

Within Each one,

I'm spreading seeds.

Sharing Love where I need,

Shining a Light for all to see.

Defeated by Expectations,

Exceeding limitations,

Nations Awaken.

Revealing the Truths,

To The Direction it's Taken.

Forsaken by Greed,

Hungry and Diseased.

Mistreated by Managers,

Teased by Majors,

Deceived by The Masters.

Our Anger,

Sought After.

TV Plastering

POWWOW

Today I celebrate the Powwow…if you’ve ever seen one
you’d find it not only beautiful but informative and entrancing….
It’s the Native Nations’ ceremony of feasting, singing and dancing,

It’s a time to come together…to let one’s heart and feelings soar…
A time to celebrate the present members of a community…
and those who’ve come before..

A time to celebrate all

Awake nations

"This poem marks the beginning of a new era, a time when nations will unite in harmony. The poet, Shina Okram, seeks to convey the dawn of happiness that awaits humanity after a devastating universal war. Shina Okram is not a profound thinker or writer, but rather a visionary who simply wishes to share her

Sleeping Gazer

Nations, countries, territories
You can’t see me over those
Piles of rubbish, telling stories
Fake old glories they impose
They attempt to pluralize me
Politicians of all sorts
As if I was legalizing 
Their repressions by default 
Hope you won’t generalize me 
For some doctrine or a scam 
You can always sympathize me
Taking me for what I am 
For I’m not

thresh

thresh the grain of honeyed hue....feed faint 
barren hungry of the nations

Proxy Dance

Let's all proxy dance...

Partner up with a do-si-do
Rigged an election don't you know
Proxy with a smiling schmo
Pulled it off with lots of dough

Big Red tried to overturn
Peaceful protest then adjourn
Proxies promote crash and burn
Rigged them scales and justice stern

Stumble, stumble all around
Smiling schmo keeps falling down
Lie, lie, the truth hold down
Angry about the wrong pronoun

Back,

LANGUAGES OF NATIONS

What where HOW can we be we
Speak then cleave to fair flare FEAR?
Urwa we do DO WE SPEAK discrete
We deem how we speak! Unknown 
Language LUST dear DEMIER we
Share? Is this some Language such
As care WICK the FEAR this gist then
Flick the GLITCH of this aah dis 
DEIR who cares We have CHANGED
those words is

UNWRA- and Terrorisnm

 UNWRA, bury it all, soon, in the freezing tundra.
 Deep-sixed, for ties to support terrorism,cowabunga!   


                       1/8/20254

To all the carbon-nations

Carbon human lives address, express ideas? debate caress'
All mammals made of carbon too'  walk and live some are; confined to zoo's, a manmade place to observe
And gather; revenue in that preserve' yet now a human
Zoo is planned, with vax and chip in many lands, maybe
Worming ? with casteration.? A tax on living? The new
Sensation'

Buffy Sainte-Marie, You Are a First Nations Person to Me

"Buffy Sainte-Marie, You Are a First Nations Person to Me"

When you were adopted, your spirit told you so
and so you sang from the platform given
by the First Nations people who took you in
and you became one of them, Buffy Sainte-Marie
of the Piapot Band of Saskatchewan, Canada.

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