I am The Redman

I am The Redman

Son of the forest, mountain and lake

What use have I of the asphalt

What use have I of the brick and concrete

What use have I of the automobile

Think you these gifts divine

That I should be humbly grateful.

I am The Redman

Son of the tree, hill and stream

What use have I of china and crystal

What use have I of diamonds and gold

What use have I of money

Think you these from heaven sent

That I should be eager to accept.

I am The Redman

Son of the earth, water and sky

What use have I of silk and velvet

What use have I of nylon and plastic

What use have I of your religion

Think you these be holy and sacred

That I should kneel in awe.

I am The Redman

I look at you White Brother

And I ask you

Save not me from sin and evil

Save yourself.

Duke Redbird

Nota: poesía de un nativo de las tierras que hoy conocemos como Estados Unidos. Simplemente expresa todo lo que siento al leer y enterarme de las torturas que atravesaron estas personas y de como destrozaron, los supuestos civilizados, un estilo de vida tan solidario y perfecto. Destruyeron el paraíso, idiotas. Sin embargo, cada día más creo en el Karma. Si es que existe, White Brothers, se les viene la noche. A ustedes y a su puto capitalismo.