it was the land. a spoken poem by pj Yukon. Poet Laureate of the Yukon

it was the land no one knew the evil men could do behind closed doors no one spoke of it no one said sorry and in the end it was the land the very land itself that spoke it was the land that carried the secrets that knew the truth that yielded a million sorrowsContinue reading “it was the land. a spoken poem by pj Yukon. Poet Laureate of the Yukon”