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“Brown Bluzzz’in”

Posted by red_x

“Brown Bluzzz’in”

Looking in from the outside of rez’ness
Wishing I could go inside the redness
But my journey continues in and out of un-rooted destiny
As my life crossbloods with urban wounds
Can I exist without definition
Am I acknowledge outside the womb
Are your thoughts polluted
As my image runs with bad habits in your eyes
Do you object to the tarnished recognition by what you feel
Scorned because of my language
Ignorance inhabited by my absence of expression
As I pray to my Creator in my own tongue
Am I trapped by your world without your apologies
If I were white would I exist
I am Dine’ the passage to my existence
My nomadic ness placed on hold
Relocation is my destination
Or is it immigration of a tribal nation
To urbanization
Now do I gots to be struttin down main street USA
Struttin on down for some urban brown taste
Yeah, to do some rez rappin with my urban browns at the location
Talking rez talk
About ndn bluzzz’in and rezz’in on the boarder
Talk about being urban
Eatin rainbow bread instead of fry bread
Eatin roast beef instead of mutton
What the ****
Is this Indian bluzzz’ing worn by cynicism from tribal nation relocation
Where’s my traditional freedom
Unrecognized by your WASP oppression
You want to claim and rename me
Pay me $5.15/hr and a box of commods
Extended luxury you say and my BIA obligation
Urban Indian a vision of confusion
Being part urban now where do I turn
Indigenous urban and a immigrant to the polluted haze of urban assassination
Invisible journey on the extending horizon
Walking on this moonless night
A twelve pack of cold ones under my arm
Alcohol reassures my invisible journey
Will the dark road take me back to my childhood
****ing A
Can’t say it will
All I can say is
Take this urban bull**** and kiss my ***
Guess I’ll slow down and breathe some brownness
Yeah, breathe some brown bluzzz’in
Like grandma’s greasy fry bread
And mutton on the tongue

Seeyouma
12/11/03
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