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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563802" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mile High</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">West of the Mississippi<br>Once the stronghold of the Sioux<br>A stranger swaggers by<br>His spirit glowing through and through<br>Inspired by a vision<br>A journey back in time<br>Where warriors were nurtured<br>And eagles soared miles high<br>A vivid apparition<br>Lodged deep within his mind<br>A people trapped in bondage<br>Reluctant witnesses to a tragic and staggering genocide<br>Voices in the distant<br>Wailing so profound<br>Until a silent whisper<br>Thundered from the clouds<br>………..“In the days my daddy wandered<br>Through concrete jungles<br>Thick with tundra<br>Vines of hate and blind resentments<br>Harvest tons of violent tensions<br>Clothes still soaked with perspiration<br>From crippling loads of wage-less labor<br>………. So master says…….<br>Dress your wounds and mourn your love ones<br>Hold on to faith and seek religion”…………..<br>He journeys back to the present<br>Focused, determine, motivated and inspired<br>Reaching down for the straps on his worn and dusty boots<br>As strategic social shackles stymies growth and desire<br>On each and every corner, every pulpit, and every soapbox<br>The onus of change is placed upon the victims<br>While the illusions of prosperity escapes the masses<br>The valiant are crucified and ridiculed for exposing the system<br>How do we repair the countless disorders that afflict us? <br>How do we heal wounds that have never been cleaned? <br>If we are truly citizens, are not all Americans responsible for our burdens? <br>How can we repair something that requires a national theme? <br>Our ills are America’s ills<br>Our failures are America’s failures<br>They are “the tragic result of slavery, racism, and segregation”<br>As so eloquently stated by Martin Luther King<br>This nation, built on the backs of slaves<br>Has a tremendous debt to its victims<br>Instead we have inspired legislation<br>For every other entity to manipulate the system<br>1.6 Billion in reparations to Japanese Americans<br>Casinos and Gambling right to the descendants of Native Americans <br>Over 3 Billion a year in aid to Israel<br>And Prison cells, institutionalize racism, and second class citizenship for African Americans<br>Our Pain is America’s pain<br>Our struggles are America’s struggles<br>They are “The tragic result of slavery, racism, and discrimination”<br>As so eloquently stated by Martin Luther King<br> West of the Mississippi<br>Once the stronghold of the Dakota Sioux<br>An elderly stranger swaggers by<br>His spirit glowing through and through<br>Inspired by a vision<br>A journey back in time<br>Where warriors were nurtured<br>And eagles soared miles high<br>A vivid apparition<br>Lodged deep within his mind<br>African people trapped in bondage<br>Reluctant witnesses to a tragic and staggering genocide</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mustafa+Marconi">Mustafa Marconi</a><div class=q>
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Once the stronghold of the Sioux
A stranger swaggers by
His spirit glowing through and through
Inspired by a vision
A journey back in time
Where warriors were nurtured
And eagles soared miles high
A vivid apparition
Lodged ..."></div>
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