Systemic

TowodiGe

Its time that I oblige you, let's bring this shit to rest.

Your destruction of my peoples, beats deep within my chest.

They say The dead shall walk amongst us.

You soulless demons are already here.

I don't buy your fucking logic, controlling with Christian fears.

If it was realistic, you bastards all would burn in hell.

Yet you rain hell down upon us , our paradise a living hell.

Peaceful are my people, but now war rages inside my mind.

The lines of blood that surges through me, feeling centuries of genocide.


Might is not right , its what you taught in Pratts boarding schools.
Killing our children for speaking there language for rejecting your brutal christian rule.
Black robes ascend upon us. Teaching us to close our eyes to pray. When we looked around you stole the ground and hold it to this very day.

 

The Jewish holocaust was evil.

But don't scratch the surface of what to us you did .

Yet you blame the German peoples, in every way for what they did.

Black lives matter, yet you slaughtered the people of the sun.

Soon enough we will all rise up.
make you pay for what you've done.

Your empire is now falling.

Rome just changed its unholy face

Fuck your 13 families controlling the global masses fate.

You want to preach the fucking gospel.

While globally you kill ,pillage and rape.

You act like you own us, like the pharaohs in Moses day.

Your uncle Sam labeled all my people terrorists,
because we disagree with your putrid ways

I don't want to part an ocean, just between your ears a crimson spray.

Might is not right , its what you taught in Pratts boarding schools.
Killing our children for speaking there language for rejecting your brutal rule.
Black robes ascended upon us. Teaching us to close our eyes to pray. When we looked around you stole the ground and hold it to this very day.

 

LRHS

  • Author: TowodiGe (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 16th, 2021 09:31
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Doggerel Dave

    An angry piece which, I’m sure mirrors the experience and attitudes of many (or all) indigenous colonized by invading powers. Similar to the original inhabitants of Australia where I now live. A great read.
    The only point in your work I have any reservations about is your promise to rise up and so on.
    And this is not out of fear, or belief that there is a possibility that this might eventuate , but because I just realistically don’t believe it will – the forces and power ranged against such an outcome would be too great. Injustice and oppression will exist for a very long time – if, in fact the human race survives for that very long time. Having skimmed (time poor) through a lengthy Wikipedia article on the Seneca, you appear to be a sophisticated resilient people. You will find other ways…..
    Just one final point: I find that picture of yours , the existence of the sign – WTF?

    Welcome to MPS (traditional greeting here 😊) Please feel free to get stuck in and join any debates comments etc - makes MPS a lively place.

    • TowodiGe

      That sign is a real sign on the side of the road in up-state New York. Rising up is not always with arms. It can also be through economics etc.

      The thought of rising up in arms is long ago outdated.

      • Doggerel Dave

        'Got you the first time Lol (MPS' webmasters have their little idiosyncrasys - takes a little time..)
        Seems we are on much the same page, according to your response.
        I look forward to seeing more of your work here.
        Take care

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