10-21-2016, 05:04 AM
Aboriginal Warrior Spiritual
War paint on my face like Sitting Bull,
or is it the blood and mud of generations
undone with a trace barely left in my testicles?
My great great grand daddy raped an Indian,
so here I stand what's left of taken land,
a half breed, that's me, progeny
of a demon that can get it up hatefully.
I can still hear him whispering in Mammy's ear,
"I could fucking kill you if you dare. Try
to resist. Try to
escape."
The voice is still there; it persists, can't get away.
So I burn my whole soul with fire water
to flush out the voice of culture slaughter.
That's the excuse, no other reason to do it,
the only way I know to cope through it.
Sing warrior music,
the culture of sound,
Listen to Red Cloud
and you will find beyond
the eyes of the lies
that marginal people are here, haven't died.
That's why we have to stay alive.
Grand daddy tries to convince me otherwise,
his voice in me alive.
War paint on my face like Sitting Bull,
or is it the blood and mud of generations
undone with a trace barely left in my testicles?
My great great grand daddy raped an Indian,
so here I stand what's left of taken land,
a half breed, that's me, progeny
of a demon that can get it up hatefully.
I can still hear him whispering in Mammy's ear,
"I could fucking kill you if you dare. Try
to resist. Try to
escape."
The voice is still there; it persists, can't get away.
So I burn my whole soul with fire water
to flush out the voice of culture slaughter.
That's the excuse, no other reason to do it,
the only way I know to cope through it.
Sing warrior music,
the culture of sound,
Listen to Red Cloud
and you will find beyond
the eyes of the lies
that marginal people are here, haven't died.
That's why we have to stay alive.
Grand daddy tries to convince me otherwise,
his voice in me alive.
Thanks to this Forum
