Saturday, August 9, 2014

New Sister Stories

New sister stories

Tell me she says:
This new sister
An elder asked her 
Which part of you
Is this or that?

I don't fit that norm 
she says
But I am 
so I am

When I have a moment
I'll ask her
May I share your story, 
new sister?

With others who are 
Also and are 
still struggling 
with saying 
they are
Who
They are

So a hundred years later 
we don't have 
another stained glass window
To apologize to children
harmed today

For now: We walk together
And leave 
only footprints
On the 
softly fallen snow
Of this land 
Grabbed from
Your people

This land
That we now call
Canada 

(c) 2014

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