Bug Dreamz
im gonna be a player lil bug
im gonna show them all how
you survive as a white indian
with authority and daddy issues
i’m gonna be a rapper lil bug
they want you to be a sacred
thing, chaste and wise
but i defy them with my
thighs, i proclaim i
will not be nunnified,
princessified. i see myself in
pink slides with a diamond
anklet stepping on the white
man’s asphalt to get down
in a crowd of indians wearing
beads, my earrings drip with
beads and i see the world is
beaded with particles I had to
claw my way back to my
culture out of caucasian
confusion im gonna tell them
all how you operate in capitalism
you try your very best is what
you do start a cooperative
make your own sovereignty
in moneychanging life i will
ignore the slaughterhouses
and the wars and attend my
weekly psychedelic church
gatherings and tend a garden
which may inspire you to
understand God and heaven,
and there lil bug you can join me.
Copyright © Sydney Morrison | Year Posted 2023
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