North of Finch
In their map, it is called:
- 'The D-six'
-but to me it is life
-history is alive
The names of the roads are:
Apache
Cherokee
Navaho and Pawnee
And also
Tuscarora and Nootka
Then goes on
Yucatan and Shawnee
Suddenly see Inca
-and I laugh…
-searching for relations
Indigenous…
First Nations
To unite must cross
-vast ocean
I stop at some doors
-and seek help with questions:
- 'Why such name? '
- 'Its reason? '
It is sad…
No one knows! ! !
Want to shout:
'Land is theirs…'
Swallow my anger
- 'Black, White and Brown
-all of them are new immigrants! '
-I smile and dream:
- 'I know them and love them, '
- 'Studied…lived with them.'
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