Taking my Home - an elder's perspective

One day white men came and took away my land soft, but solid plentiful too They took it away from our tribe/band They slaughtered all the animals but only took the fur They chopped down all the trees maple, oak, and fir After all that was done they took away all the children's fun They put us in residential school in clothes that made us itch They also slapped us (which made us want to pitch) Some of them respect us deeply like brothers and sisters but some of them do it very weakly Some of them feed us bad names which filled us with shame Nowadays some of them like to dump their junk in a great big lump They are slowly destroying our land which makes us ashamed to call some of them my fellow man