UNEARTHED

– By Leffe Monette –

In memory of the 215 Indigenous children found buried on the grounds of a former residential school in B.C.:

 

UNEARTHED

They were there and heard you crying
As you took your first breath, they welcomed you
With loving arms, and hopeful dreams,
Unaware of what the others would do

They were there and heard you crying
When you scraped your knees, or felt scared
They cleaned you up and wiped your tears,
Unaware of what the others dared

They were there and heard you crying
When the others took you away
They pleaded and they fought for you
In their arms they wanted you to stay

They weren’t there and couldn’t hear you crying
When you were stripped of your clothes and your hair was cut
Scared, and without those who loved you,
A sinking feeling within your gut

They weren’t there and couldn’t hear you crying
When you were beaten, raped and killed
They couldn’t fight them or protect you
They never knew that with your bones, the land was filled

But now we hear you crying,
From deep below the ground
215 of your young lives, taken
But now we hear the sound

Of your cries, your screams, your terror
That your loved ones couldn’t hear
You aren’t silenced any longer
Unearthed, but not free of fear

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2021-06-18T21:18:57+01:00June 18th, 2021|Categories: children, Community, Creative Corner, General, Indigenous, story|0 Comments

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