COLONIAL RUM -Poetry

As they take the native’s land,

As their tribes they try to disband,

As they hold no value for their life,

A method better than the knife.

They dupe the natives for a swig of rum.

The strong drink makes the Iroquois numb.

Sweeping in they take it all.

Watching the beguiled natives fall.

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Colonial Rum

by Stephanie Daich