Killers of the Flower Moon: Injustice Unveiled

Killers of the Flower Moon: Injustice Unveiled

In shadows deep, a haunting tale unfurls,
Of Osage lands, ensnared by greed’s cruel swells,
Where innocence was stolen, hope eclipsed,
A Golden Globe, a bandage that would not suffice.

Once vibrant blooms adorned the land they tread,
A tribe emboldened, dreams held overhead,
Yet darkness lurked, insidious intent,
Their sacred treasures soon to be content.

Greed descended, prowling in the night,
Avarice entwined, casting out the light,
Like beasts, they preyed upon the Osage kin,
With every heart they took, the killers grinned.

But justice shall not be confined to gold,
Nor accolades adorn the stories untold,
For truth must echo from the depths of time,
To heal the wounds inflicted, so sublime.

Let’s honor the resilience, strength unbowed,
The Osage people rise above the shroud,
Their voices echoing through history’s hall,
A testament to justice for us all.

Injustice, Osage, greed, darkness, justice, resilience