The pain of civilization the hunger of a reservation the future of your instincts manifested in the waters deep enough to drown sorrows in your own back yard formers retaliating in healing formers regaining strength in value in self governing options on the white paper hidden eyes so black so lost in your formality tie your own shoes don't try walk in ours you have no soles mysteries of the lost graves reappearing lines thru the lines found by mistake take me by the hand i won't take your truth I reform myself in dignity of my First Nation
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
The pain of civilization the hunger of a reservation the future of your instincts manifested in the waters deep enough to drown sorrows in your own back yard formers retaliating in healing formers regaining strength in value in self governing options on the white paper hidden eyes so black so lost in your formality tie your own shoes don't try walk in ours you have no soles mysteries of the lost graves reappearing lines thru the lines found by mistake take me by the hand i won't take your truth I reform myself in dignity of my First Nation