Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Imma


Imma
By Lord R.e. Taylor

She was born when her people were created
A warrior who broke all traditions
A woman who fought for her people
Defending the women and children she loved
Although she never fought herself
She was honored through the heroics of her warriors
She brought her nation through many rough times
And watched them in the good times
Because of that, even after all the fighting is done’
Imma is still worshipped by her Choctaw people
Just as she should be 

© Poem – V/V/MMXV
LRET


 

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