The unlovely the unhandsome
\nThe banality
\nHumourless and ponderous
\nSomeone who cannot see
\nThe affection of the indigenous
\nTheir passion through and through
\nFor the wild earth that they stand on
\nAnd everything they do<\/p>\n
They were our eternal guardians
\nThey ran with wolf and sky
\nThey understood the forests
\nAnd the river which is why
\nWater is to them a prime resource
\nAnd it extends
\nNot only through humanity
\nBut to all of their friends<\/p>\n
To have this kind of temperament
\nThis insensibility
\nTo the native people
\nWhose perpetuity
\nIs sacred to these lands
\nBelonging to them actually
\nAnd he is the The invader
\nTo where their sacred be<\/p>\n
Unconscious to the efforts
\nUnresponsive to the need
\nUnaffected by their true resolve
\nUnshocked by how they bleed
\nUnsmitten by tHeir honesty
\nUnimpassioned all the while
\nThey are never unintentioned
\nTheir serenity and their style<\/p>\n
I regret that they are waiting
\nTo be badgered by the brutes
\nThe robocops and security
\nThe mechanistic roots
\nNow pushing up the clods of earth
\nAs the pipe laying is underway
\nDragging through ancestors graves
\nThe order of their day<\/p>\n
Their disgruntlement
\n And chagrin
\nTheir uneasiness we feel
\nOf course they have a grievance
\nThat’s hard to conceal
\nBut to feel the weight of
\nLaw cast down upon them from on high
\nAnd helicopters spotlights on them
\nAs they lie<\/p>\n
Water is life clearly
\nAs air is life to all
\nA pipe line full of crude black oil
\nReally does appal
\nThreading through the sacred land
\nOf the ancestors who fell
\nAnd all they have is peace pipes
\nAnd sage and smudge their hell<\/p>\n
Is seeing all this sacrilege
\nFeeling all this pain
\nBeing beaten with long sticks
\nAnd pepper sprayed again
\nTazed and threatened by you
\nAnd called all sorts of names
\nIt really is pathetic
\nAnd Seeing all the games<\/p>\n
You lot, yes you big OIL
\nWe all lament tOday
\nThe beauty of the world around
\nRuined let us say
\nIt’s odious and repellant
\nTo disrespect them for they
\nAre the guardians of nature
\nWho should never ever pay<\/p>\n
It’s bad taste and unrefinement
\nIt’s pure vulgarity
\nTo watch these warriors suffer
\nThe in-urbanity
\nThe mannerless performance
\nWhat is now uncouth
\nDisrespecting native women
\nAnd their precious youth<\/p>\n
They were the first Americans
\nWhose hope we all can feel
\nThe fear of losing water
\nClearly they reveal
\nAlready it is happening
\nIn other rivers so
\nThe Missouri if it happens here
\nMany more will know<\/p>\n
It is with trepidation
\nThe braves come here today
\nTravelling across great lands
\nAnd seas and skies to pay
\nRespect to all their families
\nTo all the tribes who be
\nRepresented at standing rock
\nWhere your pipe line they see<\/p>\n
And craven hearted mercenaries
\nUnvalient tHey be
\nPaid to beat the hell out of
\nThe native people we
\nSee all their sincerity
\nFor being what they are
\nTruer to their ancestors
\nAnd on land in which they star<\/p>\n
But treated like just so much dirt
\nUnder the oil mans feet
\nWhose desire is to make money
\nBe yes the elite
\nClear away the dross of life
\nThat the people have become
\nAnd deck the yobs in armour
\nAnd give them all a drum<\/p>\n
With enmity and Ill feeling
\nOrder them to war
\nFuel them with such bitterness
\nAnd rancour and some more
\nTalk of them as hostile
\nWhen nothing could ever be
\nFarther from the actual truth
\nAnd our humanity<\/p>\n
What this pipe line does to the tribes is absolutely terrible
\nAnd what does the government of America do sends in the troops the national guard the robo cops the private security
\nArrests tazes pepper sprays equips the idiots with live rounds witH grenade launchers
\nTanks LRAD’s, HUmvees, sound cannons and all manner of sophistication against people who came with peace pipes and smudge and prayer sticks
\nAnd have had to resort to fires and extreme courage and vast amounts of propaganda
\nAnd total black out from the media.this is America the free( but not for all only the elite)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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