tending sheep blue soldiers burning capturing me and my sister alone walking to tseyi thirsty hungry arrival and adoption secure yet wondering where is my family more blue soldiers hiding in canyon wall cousin shoots an arrow surrender walking endless walking hard bread beef sleep in snow finally The Place of Soldiers lean-to for a home flaarhh to eat how to cook it sickness need corn on the move again many die walking one is killed cross the river leave the land of the Diné Fort Sumner cleaning cooking wondering asking about my parents reunificationBased on The Girl Who Chased Away Sorrow The Diary of Sarah Nita, a Navajo Girl by Ann Turner
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why did you name me?
i am not you
or even a part of you
we, together, are the
whole
what causes you doesn't cause me
we need different names
the name for you
can't be me
nor can it be the whole
you are not the whole
we are
fem and man
Sapiens
distinct, yet of the same class
neither taking over
simply existing
side-by-side
Man and Fem
Fem and Man

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goofy people - silly names they know nothing about me we sing. we play. we laugh. i become alive i'm free to be me - whoever that is there's a pulse - it becomes mine trees. birds. water. nature. hook me i surrender myself am shown who i am it's in my cells i am me whom God created 100% - everywhere - always the pulse is wherever i go
To The Tanks!
To The Tanks!
they're helping terrorists!
giving 'em money. weapons. training.
ignoring 'em practice killing
they've got nukes!
pointed everywhere
refuse to disarm
human rights violations!
executing innocents
millions in streets starving
ethnic minorities get nothing
no jobs
no housing
no education
To The Tanks!
this must be stopped!
launch the attack on Washington!
To The Tanks!

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here i sit - under a tree, next to a stream
i dangle my toes in the passing water - it flows on - to
the next parcel - around the meadow - into a river - through
the forest - into the lake - evaporates - into a cloud - it
falls as rain thousands of miles away - i am there
the wind tousles your hair and blows through a nearby town -
it continues - over the mountain - across the desert - through
the valley - to tousle the hair of another - you are there
i rain on you
you blow through me
we are one