|Happy Thanksgiving (standard:poetry, 97 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: Nov 11 2010||Views/Reads: 1340/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|We all tell each other to have a happy Thanksgiving, but what were the first ones really like?|
From dinner guests To enemies What a thing perceive And all about The table then In lieu of passing peas Said tempers rose eventually And brought friends to their knees Oh what a way To treat someone Who did once grace the table Finding little peace again To think we are unable The color skin is so abused To cause such undue harm In place of turkey, corn and bread Scythe people like a farm And where this has directed A path and course to fear The cycle does repeat itself The same from year to year Tweet
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