November 4, 2016
When I was a child, the natives owned the world. Where are the warriors? Who killed them? Where are our lands? Who owns them? The white men and women say we stole from them, yet they took our land. I've never hurt a woman. I'm not a drunk. I've never beat my wife or hurt my children. Is it wrong for me to love my people? Why am I judged for the color of my skin? Why am I hated for loving my people? I would die for my people and my country.
There are people that say that the Natives should have tried to learn the white man's culture. That they should have thrown away their religion and traditions and become something they're not. But what if someone invaded your hom and started screaming at you saying, "Become my religion or die!" What would you do? Everyone has a right to their own culture and no one can tell you how to feel. We are all different and once people start to understand that their is beauty in that perhaps we can all live in a peaceful existence.
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