A poem

A man named Gilbert said,

Break to the conventions keep the Commandments.

I’m tired of your anger 

 I’m weary of your arrogance.

You flop around like a disease bird 

 Filled with Madness and fixation

Like a flame that keeps putting itself out 

 I hate you left and right 

 Maybe it’s because I’m an Indian historically speaking, 

 The conservative shot the Indians the Liberals merely tried genocide.

 I guess both are kind of the same.

It’s fools leading the blind or the blind leading the fools 

 Anyway I’m tired of this Poem like I’m tired of you.  

The first quote is the first way out here’s the second way out.

Tatanka Iyotanka said,

Come and let us see what future we can make for our children.

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