We say the pledge every day in school,
but for what reason...
Right now it seems,
our lights are dimming...
Call me what ever you want
it wont bug me...
Falling down a black whole
screaming shouting...
Pretty eyes pretty lips pretty face
and still i cover it with make up...
Standing on the hill of pound-maker first nation
waiting for something to happened...
Walking on the sand of Vancouver's island
seeing fish seeing shells seeing foot prints of...
Proud to be brown all around
we come from a res not a town...
The year ended with great saddness
as best of friends have to part...
I remember once
Was about 10 years old...
Another year gone by so fast,
No time to reflect on the past...
The calm
The wait...