Unearthed (To the Two Hundred and Fifteen)
Un- Earthed by Jules F. Delorme 215 Two Hundred and Fifteen Children Innocent Souls Un-Earthed That is the number we know That is just the number we know today That is just the number found today They once said it was Fifty They once said it was none Two Hundred and Fifteen And there are so many more So many more The People have always known The People have always known that so many were lost So many were lost So many Un-Earthed How do we begin to count? How do we add up all the souls all the spirits Kill the Indian Save the Man Just Kill the Indian And still And still So many bodies So many murdered souls So many names that we do not know And so many that we do Names like Colton Boushie and Kimberly Squirrel Why? Why do you hate us so? Or is it worse? Is it that you just don’t care? You lower your flags And tomorrow you forget But we cannot We cannot Two Hundred and Fifteen is just one more number It does not tell the story It cannot tell our story It does not tell of the pain i...