Oppressed human

Voices of a Gitxsan Woman Super not in a good mood, Sick of the state of my loved ones, Gitxsan and all our kin, Bearing the weight of a world so cruel, A world where racism and discrimination loom. I won’t pretend it’s not there, Just to ease your fears or soothe your soul. Today, I feel moments of fear— For me and my children, Life is tough, and shadows loom near. We’ve learned to live and die With this socially accepted racism, To the point where we are murdered, Our stories silenced, our voices hushed. Don’t tell me to word things right, Don’t tell me not to feel angry, I’m a human, an Aboriginal woman, And this is my reality. We struggle to help our loved ones, Advised and forced to let go, Feeling hopeless as we watch them fall, Knowing they’ve been raped, Knowing they’ve been abused, Suffering the impacts of the IRS, ...