As if we said:
A black soiled land
Gold plagued and diamond infested
Need the alien occupation
And the brutal rape of a people’s will
As if we sent the word vulture express
By smoke and the fromtomfrom drum.
They came riding the great river
Like wooden gods made alive
By the sacrifices of greed
And the wickedness of hearts shrouded.
They did the first taking when
They planted their flag and named our land
And the flag grew thorns on our soil which they renamed.
They bought our treasure with a glass bead
And our greedy with red silk and rum.
They wanted two legged cattle, they said
We don’t know any, we said
But they took us anyway
Grunting and snorting and rooting the soil
To tell the deadness of the dead
For signs of the life
Our women also