White Space MAG

May 6, 2009
By Skyler Gambert BRONZE, Fayetteville, Arkansas
Skyler Gambert BRONZE, Fayetteville, Arkansas
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I won't cry
When the Indian dies
I'll just stare in his eyes
And smile, and say
You were a good “man”
You lived a good “life”
On good land
Good land indeed
I'll use it for capital
To build up industry
To construct and
To deconstruct
As I see fit
And then I'll have a family
And we'll take picture portraits
And hang them on our wall
In our house
On the Indian's
Good land.

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Bliss SILVER said...
on Jan. 2 2010 at 10:01 pm
Bliss SILVER, Poland, Ohio
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hmm i hope ur poem was intended to make the reader think. if so this was excellent! i found myself sitting and pondering the deeper meaning of u poem that i like. id love to hear you opinion of my poems aswell..

on Jan. 2 2010 at 1:45 pm
ShernayB. DIAMOND, Southfield, Michigan
62 articles 1 photo 881 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Some things will never change"---Tupac

I read this in the magazine. I love it. Good job.

Fayrouz SILVER said...
on Dec. 31 2009 at 7:38 pm
Fayrouz SILVER, Fargo, North Dakota
9 articles 12 photos 364 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Only dead fish swim with the stream"

I enjoy how you critize the white settlers in a sarcastic way that just bites back to anyone who reads it....it gets your message across very well. Good job and good beginning. it catches the attention.


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