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No longer will I pay the price.....

For years you've made me pay the price
All the things that were done these past 200 years
Watching with my face full of tears
Can't you understand there was and is a greater plan

I didn't pick up a whip
Didn't rape your wifes
No one's husband did I steal
Watch as your babies were killed

No no can't you understand
No longer will I pay the price
I have not drugged a soul
Put anyone in a six feet hole

What was done back then was worse than wrong
But please tell me just how long
Will it take before we all open up our eyes
It's not just the white man doing it any more

What's happening I can not tolerate
See six black babies I have suckled
Now four awesome men
Two beautiful ladies

Can't you understand we must unite to win
You punishing me because of my skin
Is what you say I deserve
Because I'm white you say

I have it made
Is what seems to ring
In my ears as my babies they try to drag away
God gave them to me his way

Now as I watch the news seeing many
I helped to raise fall to the ground
In the prison walls bound
My cries go up loud and clear

When will someone hear
Just a little ole white lady
Wants a true MLK dream
When will our babies truly

Be united............
Under one nation
DO you not see
Backwards seems to be

The path we are on
Open your eyes I beg you please
All black schools are on the rise
On the lie of we need our own

We won the fight was the call
But I seem to recall
Just last week a child telling a teacher
Get the f**k out of my face

Just because over her classroom she looked
Now I remember a day
We thought it was great to set in school
Now it's again'st the cool rule

I know I was cursed with this skin
But when will it all end
And our babies truly be free
No longer will I pay the price

God forgave us all
Now when will we
His son paid the price just letting you know
No longer will I pay the price.


Huniie '09









I to have a voice



I have the voice of an Native American
I have the voice of a White woman
I have the voice of a mother of black men and women
I to have a voice

My Native ancestors call out from the earth
My White woman cries out from the pain
My motherhood cries out from the injustice
I to have a voice

As my Native ancestors felt the fear, the rapes, the destruction of their homes and their families I feel it,
As my White ancestors did horrible crimes I scream of the cries I still hear in the middle of the night
As my Black men and women, that suckled from my breast are still turned down for jobs and housing I feel the pain
I to have a voice

As a Native American White Woman, mother of six black men and women
I can feel all sides
I am turned away from some jobs and housing because though I am qualified I do not have the right skin tone
Watching as my children have to struggle for food, clothing, the right to walk down the street
I to have a voice

As the mother, Native and White though I maybe
Rises up to make a stand
For what you say how can I understand because
I to have a voice

Hatred, greed, prejudice, murder, rape, disease, poverty, division
Have all had a voice in our nation
Now it is my turn for
I to have a voice


Huniie (2008)