To be
Shakespeare wrote great:
"To be? Or not to be?
Now, looking at Hudson,
Hudson Bay,
Comes to me a question:
"What was that? "
"Who shall say? "
The Natives?
Settlers?
Settlers won the wars,
Bloodshed and murder,
Like beasts and savages!
They left their footprints,
In reserves, schooling,
Most of all, in cheating…
And Bay was a column,
Firm stud,
Held a roof on hollows!
I recall Bill McLean,
And female hostages,
And the lies spread,
on Big Bear, Wandering,
By the Herald and others!
Wise knew about now,
Footprints in this dust,
Had to go; now is gone!
What is left?
Buffalo?
Or beaver?
Of course, not Hudson Bay!
Of course, not Hudson Bay!
Of course, not Hudson Bay!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem