Ojibwe Elder - Mississauga First Nation
They came from a place we knew not where.
We fed them when they were cold.
They could eat so much more than we.
They would eat so many birds, buffalo... trees.
They would poison Mother Earth
That sores of greed would open to run rivers of pus
Where once ran Mother Earth's crystal clear blood.
Our tongues crossed theirs
So that they could travel our lands and see what we saw.
That they saw things so much different than we.
Then; slowly, surely they cut out our tongue
And replaced with theirs.
To speak with your actions, to speak with silence.
To speak through art, dance , drumming.
To speak with a look.