Let me tell you about the impact excluding people from history has.

For many exclusion becomes a solution

Making things taboo

Remember the statue we were supposed to look up to

idolizing a killer responsible for the genocide of our people

 

Everything so dull and awful

 

Dark like the earth during an eclipse

 

I decided to get lyrical because you got physical

 

You took my natural land and made it artificial

 

You ripped the land off my hands and my family and culture out my heart

 

The beat of the drums in my heart carries on and I will resist

 

Like a piece of paper

 

Families were torn apart

 

From there we were sent to boarding schools

 

We were their fools

 

Who had to follow their rules

 

They were using cultural genocide as their tool

 

Kill the Indian

 

Save the man

 

I know your history

 

They know your history

 

What about mine ?

 

The history in which you tried to end my bloodline

 

History is looked upon only one perspective

 

In that perspective we look up to the wrong historical figures

 

Exclusion became the solution to obliviate important parts of history

 

They wrote the history and gave themselves a false heroic image

 

Two sides to a story

 

Ours was untold

 

But not forgotten

 

For we will never forget what they did to us

 

My people and our history live through the phases of the moon