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There were stars
before the sky was turned black by warguns
of alien armies who wished to put flame to
the land, searing scars of inhumanity and greed.
The echoes still roar
hollow eyed sockets of false reality still see those rockets,
scorching the earth with titles of manifest destiny, against whom
they stood,
they who are we
Indigenous Peoples
understood.
The stars will
return in the sky.
Tupac Enrique
Acosta
chantlaca@aol.com
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