Here
I stand
As a witness
To the systemic discrimination
That plagues
Canada's Aboriginal people.
Even though
I want to turn away
As my own dark memories
Come to the forth.
In having
Your very soul
Stripped away
And told:
"You're worthless".
Over and over
Again.
To the point
You start believing it
As the light is
Snuffed out.
And hope is
Another 4 letter word
To curse you.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: I wrote this, this morning, on my way, upon the streetcar, to visit the lab, to have my quarterly blood work to check my A1C.
