Månadsarkiv: juni 2021

Black Gold

Once, the bison rode freeThis land was ours to do as we pleaseNow we’re riding on the wings of despair Time bequeathed us rivers and forestsNot even a vulture would break ranksEvery year when you feast on our harvestYou send … Fortsätt läsa

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