A time for thanksgiving, a time to be living, a time to be joyful, to love, to share, with those who are closest, with those that care, and while we gather here, it's a time to remember, a special occasion, we celebrate a brutal invasion, of a beautiful culture, a nation, in which we honor and give appreciation, for on this land, on which we stand, live a people, who suffered, so others could recover, stolen from and killed, but refused to give up, because of a strong will, and so, I'm thankful and eternally grateful, to be alive, and to be a part of a strong tribe. Together we stand, hand in hand, with love and support, for one another again, during a time to relive, all of this thanks, we all have to give.
What once was ours, you took away, you tried so hard to take it away, and have it your way. Erased history to make it your day, but together we stand, hand in hand, to get back in your way, on this blessed land, with history, life and a people, that can never be erased. We are here, no we never left, and we're not going anywhere... I hope we've made this truth, very clear.
It seems like a battle that never ends, simply due to the skin we're in. Why do we cry? Why do we die? Why do have to hide, just to live? All we ask is to breathe air and to survive and thrive, and be, human. But instead we're deprived, suffering slowly just to get by. The brown of the Earth is a beautiful thing, but we're all seen as dirty, instead of being seen for the life we bring. We've suffered for stolen land, with false promises of freedom, a place to live, a place to stand. Now we continue to watch even more suffering, on the land of false hope. We should've known, that this would continue to unfold. Things are hidden, but always there. We just sit here, most of us unaware. In time the truth and the peace, will once again reign. But oh, how long must we wait, till we feel that again?