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An Ode to the Displaced and Forgotten

By Shannon ScottPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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O’ Canada,

so we’re the True, North, Strong and

Free, you say?

Well I say

there’s no truth about it,

we’re looking more south every day.

Our Home and

Native

Land?

We aren’t some

cocky Christopher Columbus Canada,

history

doesn’t start when the

saints go marching in.

Snow White faces,

you know they say her lips were as red as blood;

a new shade of lipstick called

“Residential School Red,”

brought to you by Rimmel London, because you’ve decided

these kids need to

“Get the London Look.”

We keep pretending

a cultural mosaic can never be too

s h a t t e r e d

when we see the shards and

the scars ingrained

in the very land we

trespass on.

We stand on guard for thee,

but we’ve forgotten

them.

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