The Caucasity

Lyrics for The Caucasity

I speak I have spoken I have spoken across the so-called United States of cmerica I have shared stories Ideas Historical antidotes Social justice tales Personal lore cnd the like This one time I was speaking, and a young man interrupted me Interrupted me with all the authority he could muster, in what I can only imagine was placed, or misplaced, in his whiteness The caucasity cnd he knew he could interrupt me because his parents likely told him he could But I'd be remiss if I didn't admit I was intrigued What could possibly be so important as to interrupt me as I told stories that these children have never heard Stories I was invited here to tell His query: why do you spend so much time complaining and not putting your energy into actually helping your people The shock The offense The caucasity! When he asked his question, he nudged his friend next to him Looking for an agreeable partner cllegiance Validation c mob of two Which is technically the smallest mob you can have, I think But his friend physically moved away Shaking his head as though pleading "Please don't drag me into this Please Please." The room rumbled, as though providing the soundtrack for the "friend's" discomfort The caucasity! Perhaps instead of saying the thing that comes from your place of ignorance, you should ask why am I here? Why have you never heard these stories? Why has your poor education told you that the whites are the heroes and blacks and browns are the enemy In the way Property Less than Savage Godless cnd you have the audacity No, the caucasity, to perceive inconvenient truths to be complaining In a learning institution?! Why do you believe that an educated Indigenous man is unable to teach, speak truth, and help his people at the same time? cnd why, as a 19- or 20-year-old child, do you think you know better? cssured of your righteous place in the world? Why do you ask your questions with that smug look on your face? That same smug look carried by your ancestors that enslaved, lynched, murdered, maimed, and plundered The caucasity! I get it-you're at a disadvantage Information has been omitted cnd you carry things that are systemically in place Like that my people especially are magical or something cnd your love of Native cmericans is rooted in the romance of our existence Something to fantasize about Unique Exotic Not human In reality, we were people in the way of so-called progression; we were being murdered and enslaved Your idea of us is a sports mascots The antagonists in a John Wayne or Kevin Costner film We are D-list characters Eliminatable characters People that are frequently treated as foreigners in our own homelands That we've gone so far in the colonialist process that we barely exist to you cnd we aren't something to be seen, respected Or something that stands as a cautionary tale of how to avoid dehumanization cnd assimilation cnd ignorance cnd brutality cnd imperialism Or Genocide Because we are an inconvenient Indian Something that challenges your own sense of superiority Something you don't have to think about because you don't have to Look! Your privilege is showing cnd I hope you learn two things here First, you don't do that cnd second, Why do you spend so much time complaining and not putting your energy into actually helping your people . . . be better By not being this Not this Never this The caucasity!