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Waverly
Poems
Nov 2011
Thanksgiving.
Today
go outside
after you've had
all the turkey,
stuffing,
cranberry sauce.
After you fill
your belly
with
a cornucopia
of food.
Go out there
and thank god
that those
Indians
died off so quickly.
Thank god
for giving us this land,
because we own it,
we can own
it.
It is ours
because God
said it should be ours,
not because
we took part
in one of the greatest
genocides
in history.
Breathe in
all that good air,
and thank god
that you don't have to be
on a reservation.
A refugee
on the motherland.
Our bad.
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Chris-Tyler Young
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