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The Glory of God

They took me
Took all the light
All of our light

I barely slept
I was lonely
For the sky

The red brick building
Filled to the brim
With the glory of God

“He’s a heathen”
“Impure of spirit”
Well, I guess

Replace the Indian
In our children
With the glory of God

“The glory of God”
They tell me
The glory of God

I didn’t know an all-loving
God could demonstrate
So much devastation

They took me
Took all the light
All of our light

And replaced it with
The glory of God

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  1. I wrote this from the perspective of an indigenous child during the “60’s scoop” in Canada.

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