Leonard Peltier
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Eric Cockrell
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Wrongly held,
Without honor, or dignity.
The mark of his people,
In bondage.
His life, his freedom
Stolen by a system,
Intent on the destruction
Of the past.
His only crime,
Being unwilling to surrender,
Unwilling to betray his people.
While the bones of the Elders,
Rattle in the winds....
Of change!
And the ghosts of the buffalo,
Wait.
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