This was inspired by a woman I know, who was given up for adoption, but was raised near to her Tribe so she knows about her culture
and heritage. When talking to her one day she related that she "has no Indian name"...
Where was my Grandmother
Did you ever let her know
That you had a brownskin daughter
And chose to let her go
Did she drown in dirty water
Was she broken by the snow
When the Jesus people caught her
Like a little cripple crow
I have no Indian name
No I have no Indian name
Is the rainbow just a color
Or the blood inside my veins
I have no Indian name
I have no Indian name
And my tears still smote the fire
As I stand inside the rain
You forgot to kiss me mama
Did you ever feel a thing
For the one who was my father
Is he the one you blame.
For this watered down creation
You never called your own
I cry out to the spirits
Baby raven all alone
I have no Indian name
No I have no Indian name
In the rainbow just a color
Or the blood inside my veins
I have no Indian name
I have no Indian name
And my tears still smote the fire
As I stand inside the rain
