You Still Take

You still take... I saw them lying, stacked high on shelves Cardboard boxed and labeled A skeleton mother holds her embedded child Uncovered no blankets, no nothing, just how? I was looking at myself buried alive Military donation, government research, Science, churches and museums I was looking at myself buried alive I am my ancestors, my mother's stolen grave Wipe my face from the right to live, On this land creation came. You still take... Sterilized women who cannon give birth Strip mine the womb of Mother Earth Remove my future leaving no trace to say That I'm a non-existent race, well I cannot claim from where I came You hid the truth, no guilt no shame Exploitation, Anthropology, Excavation You call it State Property, How can money justify the greed To disguise what is truly genocide You still take... The Indigenous World and mind The Indigenous Body and Soul Carries the cries from the corner of the Earth Hey if you wipe away these people You will wipe away protection That provides all people with life on earth She's fighting to live, dying to give, all that she is The Indigenous World and mind The Indigenous Body and Soul Carries the cries from the center of the Earth... Center of the earth... (Tutelo/Tuscarora Pigeon Song) Ad lib