This post is dedicated to
Faith Spotted Eagle, who is in DC right now and Jaqueline Keeler, her niece.
Read about Faith Spotted Eagle here:
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In these hills, down in the hollow I came upon an empty house with no people to call it a home.
Out in the fields diligent bumble bees circled purple clover,
going around the miniature blooms.
An old rickety barn was left to silently collapse to the floor of the forest.
A shoe was thrown off in haste.
A silver stack had no smoke curling into the sweet country air.
The hills were waking up.
The dogwood trees,
those silent spirits of Spring beauty,
stood watch over all the new green.
A lonely dog came to see if his friends had come back.
He looked to the North
and he looked to the South,
but he was alone.
The earth shook the redbud to the ground. The trees became sick from the toxic water. Water that gives life to so many things. Including, the people that had once lived in a home in these hills and down in the hollow.
They could have found a way to live
without oil and natural gas. But,
nothing can live without water.
Please support Resistance
& water protection! #RejectandProtect
#CowboyIndianAlliance #HonorTheTreaties
#IdleNoMore #INM #Lakotaresistance #NoKXL #SupplyTheFront
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