'James Smith Cree Nation (The Road)' | Spoken-Word Poetry | Lone Wolf Poetics

Описание: Dedicated to everyone affected by the James Smith Cree Nation stabbings.

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Lyrics:
Tire tracks up and down the road
A road that's now so damn cold.
September 4th, began four days of horror
In a small Saskatchewan Cree Nation
Eighteen injured and ten whose voices
Will never again be heard.
Their life stolen by the blade of a knife.
Pain and mourning, tears and shock
Questions asked, answers unknown
Tears cried, too many left undried.

Tire tracks up and down the road
A road that's now so damn cold.
September 5th, second day of horror
Please God, don't let there be more.
This morning, no one is mourning
Another public safety warning.
The search expanding without an ending
Worried hands begin to pray
Shattered hearts begin to fray
Saskatchewan, this is not our way.

Tire tracks up and down the road
A road that's now so damn cold.
September 6th, third day of horror
James Smith Cree Nation rocked to the core.
Still more souls to The Creator soar
Sore eyes, how can they cry anymore?
No time for apologies, blame not authorities
Questions of what provoked them?
Questions of who will be next?
Questions of why those victims?

Tire tracks up and down the road
A road that's now so damn cold.
A bloodied river marking four days of horror
That rocked James Smith Cree Nation to the core.
Saskatchewan, this is not our way
We must never forget these four days
Nor the ten lives that were stolen away.
Let our hearts feel, let our pain heal
Let our tears warm the tire tracks
Up and down the road that's now so damn cold.