Sunday, June 5, 2011


And realize
With your evil eyes
That your fucked up ways
From way back in the old days
Of tryin to take my people's ways
Of thinking you're The Man
The government with a plan
A plan to take these people's land
Repress them, Depress them, Oppress them
Make them forget their spiritualities
Give them blankets with disease
Lock them up, throw away the keys
Guess what Mr. Man
Mr. Govt. With a Plan
We're still here to take a stand
To let you know, this is our
Motherfuckin land.
Where you and yours do your livin
But you can have the fuckin land
We're on the rez, we ain't trippin'
Because a piece of land is just dirt
On any given day
Despite it all,
We still have our pride, our spirituality
And our ways.
Hoka hey!

DLH-Waseca FCI


Josie said...

Powerful! Your writing talents remain as strong as ever! While we don't always have control over the things that happen in our lives and in the lives of others, what we do have is the ability to decide how we will let them affect us and how we will respond to them. Bloom where you are planted, you are brightly colored flower!

Dana Dane said...

You can tell what I wrote when I was inside

Karin (an alien parisienne) said...

It's, like, Rez Rappin'. :) Badass. *mwah* Karin