Forced relocation toReservationsNot the kind that gets you a good table at a fancy restaurant,It's a reservation for an unwanted and barren landWhere your primary destination is terminationThe Long Walk500 milesFrom the place where we had the healthy traditions for sustainability and life500 milesTo walk in snow, burning our feet, hallowing our hearts, and reminding us that we are powerless in this corrupted and twisted systemAway from home, away from home cold and tired and all alone, yes I'm 500 miles away from homeToday teenagers areBeing exiled from their homelandsThrown out of their sanctuariesFor being brave enough to be who they areTwo SpiritMany today are being cast away from their landsForced outMetaphorically and physicallyInto humiliation and shameOnto the streets and into addictions that can take the place of the family and love they once knewNow they intimately know the souls of depressionAnd too many of our Native children, are facing this afflictionAnd taking the Creator’s plan into their own handsI can’t remember when I ate, it’s just thumb and walk and wait. And I’m still 500 miles away from home. If my luck had been just right, I’d be with them all tonight, but I’m still 500 miles away from homeModern day removal is occurringWith " illegal aliens"Marked as second class citizensI thought that everyone regardless of race are by law recognized as peopleI guess just not when you are born on the other side of an invisible lineMother Earth recognizes no bordersNo differences in her childrenExcept with those who take advantage of herDamage herScar herWith imaginary lines that run like stitches from a crack job operation meant to separate and classify and quarantine people like plaguesThis land of the braveShould really be the land of the BravesBut you get punished if braveMeans differentForeign, alien, otherIt becomes illegal, dangerous, and threateningBut who is the alien, pilgrim?And who is the threat, colonizer?Who is danger to humanity, conformers?Don't let these indigenoids cast their spells on youthey sayBut, we are actually the ones who have Injunuity.Away from home, away from home, cold and tired and all alone, yes I'm still 500 miles away from home,
oh I wonder when they'll let me come back home
Hannabah Blue is Diné (Navajo), originally from Kirtland, NM. Her clans are the Red Bottom Clan, born for Bilagaana. Her maternal grandparents’ clan is the Tangle People Clan, and her paternal grandparents are also Bilagaana. Hannabah has a breadth of experience working on social justice issues, particularly those affecting Queer People of Color, particularly Native and Indigenous communities.
Her most recent work experience was as a Capacity Building Assistance Specialist at the National Native American AIDS Prevention Center (NNAAPC). She worked at NNAAPC for over 3 years, where she coordinated technical assistance and HIV prevention interventions targeting Native women. She has a double major in Broadcast Journalism; and Gender and Sexuality Studies from NYU and is working towards a Maternal and Child Health Graduate Certificate focusing on Native women through the University of Arizona. She is also currently at the Harvard School of Public Health (HSPH) pursuing a Masters of Science degree in the Department of Social and Behavioral Sciences where she focuses on the addressing gender and sexuality in equalities and their effects on health. Hannabah proudly serves as the HSPH Queer Student Alliance Vice President, and on the Board of Café Cultura, which promotes creative expression and leadership among Indigenous and Latino youth.