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“Kill the Indian:” by Aja Conrad
Kill the Indian, save the man
Kill the Indian, take his land
Kill the Indian, break his pride
Kill the Indian, genocide
Inject the insulin, with practiced aim
Drink the bottle to numb the pain
Inject the heroin, needle to vein
Suicide to end the pain
Silly Indian, I thought we made it clear
Go home, suffer in silence; you’re not wanted here
Stupid Indian, how dare you make demands
Do you know who puts food into your greedy hands?
Crawl back to your rez, and don’t forget it’s OUR land
Build the pipeline, fuck their protest
Water cannons for “civil unrest”
Spill the oil like their ancestors’ blood
Let them drink the poisoned mud
Enter college, idle no more
Study the books to even the score
Learn to play the white man’s game
Beat the knowledge into the brain
Offer your insight, voice your thoughts
Let your knowledge connect the dots
Open your heart to let them in
Close it up, never again
The needle stings, like the sterilization of my mind
Rejection burns like liquor in my throat and subsides with time
Sickened by the Whiteman’s education and disease
At least his medication numbs me, and puts my mind at ease
Kill the Indian, turn his land into wealth
Kill the Indian, now watch him do it to himself
Burn the root and give thanks for life
Protect the sacred and do what’s right
Gather the acorns, take only what you need
Care for the elders, defend what you believe
Protect the water, be brave and strong
Stay true to yourself, and you’ll never go wrong
Heal the land, listen to its cries
Be wary of the white man and his system of lies