“The true north strong and free,” they say
Remove these shackles from history
To prove just how free we are
You see wealth and victory
All I see are scars
And broken memories of what we used to be
We were the ones that found solutions
To start the revolutions
Now all we do is gasp
Becoming kettled in the past
Where the female body means the kitchen
And her mind is a threat
Where a young man’s hands are for ammunition
Instead of the love he hasn’t met
Someone told me, “We were the peacekeepers,”
The red and the white that carried the world
With Pearson and Dallaire dressed in blue
Now nothing is anew
From evolution to regression
In ’06, we elected the Great North’s depression
We were the ones that found solutions
To start the revolutions
Now true seekers have to be peacekeepers
The red and the white shuts an embassy
Where thirty-four million like you and me
Are frowned upon from one man’s so-called legacy
Someone told me, “Take a trip down east in a veil,
Where you can set sail,
To learn to be grateful where you’re from,”
You gave me a laugh, son
With our wealth and their greed
Our own is still in need
As Mother Earth is poisoned by selfish choices
And the media tries to censor the loudest voices
Now our concern is the unborn
While the living have to mourn
From loss of rights it’s time to choose
Like Janis sang,
“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”
