Urban Heyoka

This is a poem written by Daniel and the namesake of this page.

I was blinded by civilization to the point of urban.

At least that's what they called me when I was still watching Kermit.

Guess I'm an ambassador to a new type of warrior.

I'll take it and run with it. Plus I'm Heyoka, now look what I done with it.

Comes with his Blackstone, if you sing one for me, better make it the flag son,

And don't get the words wrong.

Sing it in my language, because I would be anguished

If you said the land of the free and home of the braves.

Indigenous Holocaust and home for the slaves.

Immortal technique, gangster rap made me do it.. Honest NDN's is the truest.

I'm on the warpath, this is my coupstick.

Its funny cause I'm stupid, off they poison gave me, and now I'm crazy.

In a sacred way.

It's been a long, hard road, straight to the grave.

Till my casket drops, but I'm in today.

Letters are like flowers, dearly departed.

Death by a 1000 cuts, internally bleeding.

Give my life for the people, sacrifice it freely.

Tell my baby I love. Give thanks to her mother.

Tell my cousin you don't play keep away with a brother.

One foot in the further, see you when you get here, or on the contrary.

Family first--that's what they tell me.