Dec 06
sheeserl's picture

A stolen Dance

In a perfect world,
In our past life,
We walked freely on the ground
Sang and danced to our
Gods
The words flowed from our mouths
Waterfalls,
Knowing that the
Source of wisdom
was a gift
Granted because of the
Faith and love
That overflowed
And floated through
The world to
Every creature
Every being,
With respect and kindness to
All
Because that was what
We believed in
We believed until
They arrived

Until we watched them kill our
Animals
And bring guns into
Our homes,
the biggest weapon they carried,
The belief that they were
Superior,
That the lives of people
Who look
Different
Don’t matter

They destroyed our homes
And changed the futures
Of our kids,
Forced us to turn
Our children from
Happy and free
Spirits,
To those who
Are dragged down by the weight of
Weapons and wars,
Their souls being dragged
Through the mud,
Something that once belonged
To nature herself

But is now dug, and
Sculpted, and
shaped to fit to
The standards of the
Invaders,
Something that has happened to
Everything we hold dear,
Forced into a mold
That we will never
Fit

Silenced by their white
Hands
And killed everyday by
The greed
And hostility that
Has become our world

All since they arrived
All because the Colonizers
Planted their flag
And decided to destroy
The lives of people
Like us