Aysanabee ~ We Were Here
Kayanerekowa Our Great Law
The Indian Residential System ~ Translated
Canada’s Indian Residential School (IRS) system will forever remain another of the most shameful legacies of the modern European colony spanning the Americas today. These community and church-run, "government-funded" genocidal 'Colony' institutions took always take Indigenous Turtle Island children against their will to subject them to abuse, neglect, and dangerous living conditions in the name of assimilation into white European culture. For example, abduction into what colonizers today consider to be the so-called "mainstream Canadian religion and culture". Europeans use many tribes like Canada to occupy our lands and disturb all of our Laws. Never forget that we live on two very separate rivers. Our wish is for peace to surround and keep us apart, unique and friendly, forever apart.
This is our Great Law...
2023 September 30 Aysanabee on CBC "Truth & Reconciliation" show.
Where the visitors are assisted to legally identify 94 specific ways that these criminal aliens on our lands are breaking our Great Law. Here on a web page, Elder Watin sings with instruments, calling for us all to feel and respect the struggle for peace on Turtle Island. Conflict that arises everywhere the visitor settles to live in an unwelcome way on our Great Land.
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We were here
They say that we can reconcile this,
Put it in the past,
They say that we can reconcile this,
What if I can’t?
It’s in our blood,
It’s in our blood,
It’s in our blood
Why does it feel like we’re on the edge,
Staring down at certain death,
Why does it feel like the story ends,
Before it starts?
We were here, in these fading memories,
O We were here, in these fleeting stories,
O We were here, and these disappearing words,
Even when they start, losing meaning
It’s in our blood,
It’s in our blood,
It’s in my blood,
It’s in my blood
We come we go just like the days,
There’s light then dark in me, then the morning rays,
I guess I know just like the snow,
We fall we melt we fade away
A month, a day, a week, a year
Just like to say that we were here
We were here, in these fading memories,
O We were here, in these fleeting stories,
O We were here, in these disappearing words,
Even when they stop, losing meaning
It’s in my blood,
It’s in our blood,
It’s in my blood,
It’s in our blood...
(forever)
