I am Indigenous. I am a conquered peoples,
one of many. What next? Will I be bitter? Who will I try to conquer?
My women, or child? You? No, brothers and sisters, I will surrender
so that I may rise. Surrender to my hunger. Accept my humanity. Embrace...us.
My nation became a gang, now it will be a nation again. Heart to heart
Love to love one two three nations under a groove. We will marry each
other and see all the children as our own. I am lucky because I am not
the inheritor of the legacy of the overseer. I don't hold the whip,
I never did. When it is finished we will bury the past; weep for it
and then sing for the future.