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some of us had lived long enough to think that we had made it out: so some of us decided to start a new love again, try & bring fire back into this world.

what we didn’t expect was to be burying our own children, because when they entered the world of the living— we thought we had truly made it out alive.

yet still they hold these babies accountable for the sins of our ancestors, let’s get something straight for once:

we didn’t commit any sin.

unless you count breathing as sin. so i guess that john a. macdonald wanted us dead was sin enough.

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when i was a child you took me from my mother, you said she didn’t know how to be one, you stole her mother & her mother’s mother before her, gave us to white women wolves & got mad at us for having teeth & sharp bones.

of course we’d have edges & sharpness what did you expect when the white women wolves decided they were hungry for a little more than some quick income every month:

they’d sink their teeth into our soft flesh, carve contemporary runes of colonization & abuse into our bones.

don’t get mad at my teeth & sharp edges; even after moving mountains & oceans i couldn’t stop this— couldn’t change this cycle in its tracks: even i, all fire & flood bloodline & bloodlust couldn’t stop these colonial governments from trying to steal my kin.

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i’ve buried too many of my cousins and now i’m burying their children too; don’t think this anything new. you call us bad parents fail to recognize you stole our parents the moment they were born— & you call their parents bad parents again, fail to recognize you also stole their parents when they were born, hell, you stole their parent’s parents when they were children, trying to flee from white men & women adorned in red and black.

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some of us lived long enough to think we made it out: & now we’re burying our own children & they’re burying us too.

don’t dare think this cycle ended with me i couldn’t stop it. you call us dangerous when you took away all our weapons except our teeth & bones & now you’re upset your flesh got caught on the sharp edges.

why were you there in the first place?