we are just: Indian woman faded black & white whispers of a long gone past like horses and fur trading
we are just: your disney porn girl who wears feathers dances barefoot across your screens before inviting you into our tipis
we are just: a decoration a symbol of his story that rides into sunset slips between sheets of your status quo
we are just: land conquered cut into squares labelled and sold off as economic development
oh way ya hey ya way ha I know another story
A re-definition of your declaration that we are not here
in this place you keep trying to take over but our roots go deeper
her story is earth where you stand
she is water your beginning
she is our heart beat a re-creation story that begins with
a whisper calling all her names back
a song rising drum thrum thrumming heart beat
a rising that begins with
one
voice rising
my voice rising
with my sisters
rising
with my mother
for my daughters rising
a rising arising
my name is sacred
my name is iskwew
my name is not missing