[justamom]

edited to add- Arya...DID YOU WRITE THAT??? It inspired me so that this old song jumped to mind. I thought we were going to focus on one group of people who are so often ignored, but really paid a high price. I have so much love for Indians and their bitter history at the hands of "progress".



Indian Woman
Dan Hill

She looks up at the ceiling it's no different from the floor.
And he says to her "Indian woman makes no difference to me. Someone had to suffer for our progress can't you see."

She's seen too much to care anymore.
She just stares into nothing till she can stare no more.
And he says, "Indian woman there's no color in your eyes. If you can't help yourself how can I dare to try."

We cut off her hands and then we anger cause she bleeds!
We say survival of the fittest and she's too tired to disagree.
We cut off her arms and we command her to climb! Different people, different cultures different time.

Quebec's getting restless and the rest of the country does not know why.
Indian Woman registers no surprise
There are no politics when you're struggling to survive.

This country keeps on changing leaving her so far behind.
She feels just like a stranger in another space and time.
It cuts right thru her but she's seen to much to cry.

We cut off her hands and we anger cause she bleeds!
We say survival of the fittest, she's too tired to disagree.
We cut off her arms and then we command her to climb! Different people different cultures different time. Different people different culture,...don't resign.