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Oglala Lament: December, 1890


We cannot eat lies

or feast on empty promises

 

No more than the bison,

starving in the desert sand

 

We cannot clothe our children

as we run from the Wasichus

 

Our teepees torn and freezing

amidst the winter snows

 

(Pine Ridge South Dakota: Late September, 1994) 

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