Undocumented Warrior

Undocumented Warrior By George W. Clever-----2002 I sneaked into this country on moccasin feet No one knew I was here Till one day someone asked Where is your C.D.I.B. card? Putting on my best stoic mask I said Do I need one to buy my beer? Smart ass! “You need one to prove you are a “skin” A “red man”, “Indian ”, “Chief” Feds will decide if you are a blanket man You do look a little tan Perhaps as an Italian, Porto Rican, Chicano You could pass.” My Grandmother said that too Will I need a card to paint my face? Straight dance with some grace Or two step and stomp dance In my buckskin pants “B.I.A. will approve your case Just send the documents of your worth Ancestors listed on the Dawes rolls DNA, Bible lists, Parent’s place of birth.” I think Lenape people in the past Never wrote on things that last School told us they could neither read nor write X marks on the treaties lead to many a fight Sign your name or make a mark Sold our land your birth right for a start No vote for you No office holder No property deed Land thieves got bolder and bolder The PA “Stay Behinds” got together Declared an Eastern Lenape Nation Used their sovereign right Approve my application Now my card says EDN Lenape man #3405 Do you think the Feds with DNA tests and C.D.I.B. cards will tattoo us like the Jews?