Original poem by Rilda, a Lakota student

LIES
by Rilda

I hate lies!
Lies that cause trouble.
When I look into your eyes,
I see those lies.

The lies that made me cry
Making me want to go and hide.
I can’t stop your lies.
I can’t even hide from prying eyes.

So what do I do?
I seek the truth.
Sure the game is ruthless
But I have nothing left to lose.

Them lies,
that just ain’t me,
because I know
the truth will set me free!

Monday’s poem- by Isabelle

My Definition

Love is
the climax of my happiness,
and the pinnacle of my pain.

Love is
the fire in my heart with
an eternal flame.

by Isabelle
10th grade Lakota student from
The Red Cloud Indian School
Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, South Dakota