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The “Spirit Land” Is Bleeding

The “Spirit Land” Is Bleeding

Are valuable minerals and pipelines, more precious, than the burial places of men, women, and children? I ask you this, as I cry for Wanagiy
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Pity the Land, Pity the Poverty

Pity the Land, Pity the Poverty

I feel lied to. Everything looks broken and ruined…I once envied the land’s beauty, but now I pity our poverty. ~Payton Sierra, Middle School Runner-Up
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The Genocide of Native Americans leaves a mark on the United States

The Genocide of Native Americans leaves a mark on the United States

“We are strong and will not back down and give in…We’re the people of the past, present and the future.” ~Summer Montileaux, 15, Pine Ridge Reservation
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We Are All Related

We Are All Related

“Look inside and you will find that you were a person of the Earth once, too.” ~Autumn Dawn White Eyes 
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Walking Home

Walking Home

Turtle Island is racing millions of steel hares with no idea of the future. ~Colton Sierra
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Why Doesn’t Anyone Care?

Why Doesn’t Anyone Care?

A Middle School student from the Pine Ridge Reservation in SD asks WHY no one appears to care about the decimation of sacred Lakota lands.
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The Call In the Wind

The Call In the Wind

A Middle School student from Pine Ridge Reservation tells of the Call in the Wind… a spirit of the land.
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Three Short Poems of Peace From Pine Ridge Reservation

Three Short Poems of Peace From Pine Ridge Reservation

Middle School students on the Pine Ridge Reservation in SD write about the importance of the land and peace
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I Awake in a Heaven

I Awake in a Heaven

…I look to the North hoping to find a sanctuary, but all I see are blinking lights
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Warrior Horse

Warrior Horse

The story of a wild horse who never wanted to be broken. 
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