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"They Can't Break Our Spirits"
Treaty lies hidden behind smiling eyes
Shaking hands baring blood of shaken lands
The remains of buffalo slaughter surrounding all sides.
Misinformed malicious murderers making massacre
On Cypress Hills side.
Wounded Knee brings Terrorist America to a bloody knee.
The forgotten stories, hidden atrocities, defiled casualties of
Early blood-thirsty democracies.
Treaty lies hidden behind smiling eyes
Shaking hands baring scars of fractured hearts
The haunting remains of Residential School stains.
Assembling Christian Catholic religion assimilation
Molesting, beating, preaching
Shadow casting - 145 years.
Canada's Greatest Sin illuminated by barely a glimmer
"Civilization's" simmering achievement.
Treaty lies hidden behind smiling eyes
Shaking hands baring tears of shaken families
All that remains of missing and murdered Aboriginal women.
Personas non-grata
Scarred stains slapping solicitated scandalous smiles.
A State-of-Emergency met with flatline urgency.
Rallies cried, tears undried, graves undefined of
First Nations pride victimized.
"Sometimes they have to kill us. They have kill us, because they can't break our spirits."
Shaking hands baring blood of shaken lands
The remains of buffalo slaughter surrounding all sides.
Misinformed malicious murderers making massacre
On Cypress Hills side.
Wounded Knee brings Terrorist America to a bloody knee.
The forgotten stories, hidden atrocities, defiled casualties of
Early blood-thirsty democracies.
Treaty lies hidden behind smiling eyes
Shaking hands baring scars of fractured hearts
The haunting remains of Residential School stains.
Assembling Christian Catholic religion assimilation
Molesting, beating, preaching
Shadow casting - 145 years.
Canada's Greatest Sin illuminated by barely a glimmer
"Civilization's" simmering achievement.
Treaty lies hidden behind smiling eyes
Shaking hands baring tears of shaken families
All that remains of missing and murdered Aboriginal women.
Personas non-grata
Scarred stains slapping solicitated scandalous smiles.
A State-of-Emergency met with flatline urgency.
Rallies cried, tears undried, graves undefined of
First Nations pride victimized.
"Sometimes they have to kill us. They have kill us, because they can't break our spirits."
Published 31st May 2021
Author's Note
In honour of the discovery of 215 Indigenous Canadian children buried in a mass, unmarked grave at the site of a Residential School in Kamloops, British Columbia 5/30/21
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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