I just produced, wrote, recorded, and mastered this song a couple days ago from my personal experience with this subject. It is titled Ghost Dance in relevance to the dance a racist society has subjected so many natives to perform daily that kills who we are as a culture and as individuals leaving us as ghosts. I created this song to bring awareness to racism and to give a voice to those of us that have been subjected to its destruction daily since the day we were born. The silence by the government has been used as a tool for far too long to delay the recognition and defeat of racism today. I am using my voice and talent to give a voice to those of us that have felt the dire effects of racism. Stay strong, seek wisdom, treat others with respect and never forget the 10 Indian Commandments we are told to live by the Great Spirit. Miigwech for your listening ears and your open hearts. My deepest sympathies to those that have felt defeated inside because of racism. We can beat it together if we pick each other up and stand by one another. Much love. I spent so many nights restless, wondering who am I?! Disrespected, neglected, while looking through these eyes, Hustled on the streets, when I should have took a 9-to-5, Didn’t care about my life, I’d contemplate my suicide, You and I are not the same, Homicide in the streets of rain, Can’t complain: what they tell me now, Never used to have a voice, know you felt me now, Melt me down, take me to my darkest corridors, Coroners can’t identify these bodies, born to hurt, And you tell me I should calm down, When they throwin’ pennies at my Mom, Books, tears, fall down, Chasing a dream, with all these walls up against, It ain’t hard to see all of the hate, it’s written on your face, It’s so hard to stay positive, It’s so hard just to want to live, But I give it all I got, In this world, ‘cause I’m all I got, In this world so cold, System overload, Try to sicken my soul, Try to take control, I’ma make my own, Yeah, I’ma lay this road, That ya’ll can follow, follow close. [Bridge] No, you don’t know, No, you can’t see me, I’m like a ghost, No, you don’t know, No, you can’t see me, I feel it most. x2 [Chorus] One by one, Here we come, Risin’ up from, All this bloodshed. x4 Risin up, from all this bloodshed. x2 reverbnation/trife
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 03:35:38 +0000
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