What are you?
What are you becoming, saying, wanting and giving?
Is there a Huron-Iroquois left standing free today?
Do we remember what freedom is?
Do we have the right to stand on this land?
I have to tell you I am thinking of leaving.
This is not my Kanata.
Here we don’t value elderly people or disabled or women.
Now in Kanata every 60 hours a woman is killed.
I must travel over an hour
surrounded by construction and bad architecture
to reach a lake shore.
Kanata you are squandered like me,
left with very little voice.
What are you Kanata?