Tribesmen Poems - Poems about Tribesmen

...they made shreres with holes through the center and painted symbols of wheat on them and made large doll like figures with wig like hair that were used to scare the animals and humans away from......

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...Mother thought me gone. She wrote cryptic notes left them in the mailbox unaddressed. Occasionally she thought me dead or travelling in a dangerous land being held hostage by hostile tribesmen......

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...An Independence Day Poem written by John Sorie Conteh I am Mama Salone, the crying mother! A mother to millions of children. I am a freedom fighter who fought for the freedom of my siblings and ......

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... I There is a mud brick house with roof of palm fronds and thatch - behold a little girl named Marie in possession of my farthest dispatch. My picture on its pa......

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......Outside the French guns continued to screech, a blast rocked them all, and opened a breach, morale was fading, beginning to sag, the next day the French sent out a truce flag. Ned watched fr......

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...On December the twenty eight in the year eighteen ninety Major Samuel Whitside was on patrol, with the seventh cavalry When they sighted a party of Indians from the Lakota nation And told them......

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...Goodmorning my dearest ones I have a confession to make today One day I was thinking about life The struggles one has to endure before success kicks in The investment one had to draw and rewrite ......

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...We are quarreling over a graveyard of great ideas Wandering under skies filled with flying political spears Ideas are rotting under the soils dug by the unscrupulous We buried our true identity an......

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...Journey Dirt, grass and wildlife govern The Savanna Elephant, lion, hyena Roam the land We pride on our livestock Of goat and cow There’re all we’ve got to survive Our journey on f......

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...Moccasins crunching on crusted snow, wolf-fur hood warming what I breathe, jogging with lance and tomahawk, other friends spread out, left and right. The wapiti run before us, big elk, eight o......

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...Some men are breast men, some men are leg men. Some men are butt men, and some men focus on that area most feminine. This behaviour that men display towards women, is all due to a lifetime of co......

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...I listen to my words but they fall far below I'll never make the same mistake carnality lifting through the extreme blinded decorum of harmful interludes there isa cave with evil twisted ways ca......

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...Poetic Licence I've been granted my Poetic Licence, Which allows me to write as I find. Exaggeration here, embellishment there, A free spirited open mind. With vivid inspired imagination, I......

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...Great Spirit whispers on breathing breeze; 'It is time', puce plume in saffron noon signals hunt's aborning, ThunderBeasts' harrowing hooves erupt Great Plains grime, soon will ail, widow's wail l......

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...Easily entertained by the oppressors yet offended by the truth that seeks to wake us. Invade our stable to take us, give you a smile or two you accept the fate that they give or better yet gave us......

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