I've never cried because of a song, but I guess there is a firs time for everything. Admitedly, I'm not a big DMB fan, but I had the tune of this piece in my head. So I went out and bought it. I listened to this track, but I wasn't too sure of the lyrics -- so I came over here to read through them
I was enlightened.
I was ashamed.
Granted, it was none of my doing, what happened here those many centuries ago, but still... I feel partially responsible. For destroying the cultures and lives of so many. For hurting people 'just because we could'. And yet, our (the eurpoeans among us) ancestors did this as a matter of course. You can justify this in the name of "Divine Providence" or "Destiny", but that doesn't change the fact that world is a worse place.. an injured soul, because of what our forebearers did here.
And I'm pained even more to think that I probably won't do anything about it. I'll go to sleep tonight in a house built on land that was once sacred to a people, in my home of dead trees and ruptured earth, and in the morning, I will not care anymore. I will forget.
That pains me the most. That is why I cry.