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Walked
Native American Pride
They always came to us with a bribe
Wrong and misunderstood
They took our hood
We walked the Trail of Tears
Everyday full of fears
Children crying
Men and women dying
All this for what
So we can live in a hut
This happened a long time ago
Because the white men had a big ego
Native American Pride is what I have and will not hide.
poem
by
Sylvia Dise
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