A Blank Space
A Blank Space By: RILEY CROW GHOST Standing Rock Reservation, SD A blank space is White, Alabaster as a cloud Potential For anything to happen Anything can be created A blank canvas White, Ivory as a the moon Imagination fills…
The New Me
The New Me by Shondey Dog Eagle Standing Rock Reservation, SD The new me is when I listen to my song I feel like cleaning or dancing and singing or like going to school and getting good grades. Also when I…
Remembering the Ones That Past
Remembering those who’ve passed By Robert Stretches Standing Rock Reservation, SD The reason I miss my grandpa is that he was fun to hang with, the reason why he was fun in the summer me and my family and him…
Stop Bullying
Stop Bullying by Hunny RunningHawk Standing Rock Reservation, SD This song always reminds me of a girl who wore a lot of makeup everyday her parents use to break up strange people coming through the house that would take stuff…
Being Strong
Being Strong by Demetra White Standing Rock Reservation, SD Strong When I feel strong my heart pumps fast Red, beating, working, smelling of strawberries Stronger than pain, Stronger than surgery Intelligence is light blue like the school walls Smells like blueberries…
Native Ballers
Native ballers By : Tateum Spottedhorse Standing Rock Reservation, SD They are the Lakota warriors the rez ballers from Mac town They fight to win, not win to fight They try their hardest and with all their might! To the…
Donuts
Donuts By: Ron Brownotter Standing Rock Reservation, SD When I get donuts I get really excited If I get a donut I scream, “Yes! I got a donut!” I only get donuts when I earn them, From the weekend.
Fearless
Fearless by Regan Palaniuk Standing Rock Reservation, SD I am gentle, soft , like a pillow. My love of Earth guides me through life. Evil has broken down the trees into tears of Nature. As Nature cries the trees slowly grow.…
Sad
Sad by Keijuan Dog Eagle Standing Rock Reservation, SD I have walked through The cold waters of sadness I have walked through The hot waters of anger The cold, blue tears Make feel alone, Trapped in my room Maybe no one…
Why We Dance At Powwows
Why We Dance At Powwows by Diondra Meeter Standing Rock Reservation, SD We dance to pray we dance for show we dance for our elders we dance for the people that can’t dance anymore. With the eagle feathers on our heads…