With hunger you came to our domain
We gave you the sweet potato, beans, and corn
We failed to understand your hungry demand
Not for food, but the gold with which we adorn
In return, our crops you burn,
Starving us on the land where we were born
We died in your revolution, for your constitution
Your liberty we helped to rise
Copying our democracy, with hypocrisy,
You took justice's blindfold to cover God's eyes
In your ravages, you call us savages
But seeing what you've done, even Satan cries
Our land you took, our friendship forsook
You came to escape religious persecution
Those that didn't worship your God, under foot were trod
Their souls saved by righteous execution
In a land under God, don't you think it odd
A people not protected by the constitution?
Killed under flags of truce we suffered your abuse
You call yourselves Christian
You butcher the old, raped our women that are sold
Into prostitution
Burned alive, crucified
Your country's final solution
Our skins you tanned, for the reins in your hand
To ride over the broken bodies of our dead
From little children, scalps you tore, gutted fetuses from their mothers core
Our skins left bloody red
Breasts and scrotums taken, for tobacco pouches you're make'n
For peace pipes, where broken treaties are read
Our history erased, from the land effaced
With blankets, smallpox deliberately spread
The buffalo, all laid low
Where there's no food, all are dead
Infanticide, genocide
God was on your side you said
You treated us like a fool, sent us to school
Teaching us our own people to detest
Dressed like you, our hair too
Unable to vote, in our own land, an unwanted guest
Like a vulture you ate our culture
Vomiting what you couldn't digest
Each treaty, perfidy
With tears we water our trail
Our dedication to the preservation of nature and creation
Now polluted rivers and strip mines prevail
With deceit, you did us defeat
“There's nothing more eloquent than a rattelsnake's tail”
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: February 19th, 2022 05:21
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Isn't it strange that the same race is now making the weapons for other countries to do the exact same thing as their ancestors did. If anything, the power has got stronger.
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