Hearts on the Ground | Post 1/3
I saw loneliness and isolation.
I see the fruitless land
that the indigenous people of this country
were forced upon,
the rocky, barren, and waterlogged properties
they were told to cultivate or die in.
In these wintry landscapes
I saw the judicial and social isolation
have endured, and feel today.
I see the scary loneliness
a survivor must feel.
It made me cry to stand there,
in the cold,
and it makes me cry
writing now what I felt after all these years.
There is beauty in this story, and there is hope. Over the next few days I will introduce you to Nikki and Cristine.