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[aid] => mick
[title] => The people who died
[time] => 2011-04-07 12:39:03
[hometext] => this is a poem i wrote in class about the native americans..i hope u like it
[bodytext] => Long ago It was uncalled for The extermination of millions of souls Their lives taken by an oppressive force Beings of hate and anger, and no chance to coarse These people of earth, of land They stood no chance when the storm of evil hit northern sand What did they do to ever deserve such a fate? Why were they the target of so much hate? Could it be they were at the wrong place at the wrong time? Like a grape on a vine In the midst of winter These people; friendly and kind But when they started to die They lost their mind The white oppressive force taking their land Then the people were outlawed and banned They were peaceful, until the boiling point they met They fought and died For their cause they tried Until the day When the sunshine lost its ray [comments] => 0 [counter] => 66 [topic] => 43 [informant] => eternalz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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