Oh Canada, it’s hard for me to celebrate your Birthday.
I’m sorry Canada but this year I am finding it very difficult to celebrate your Birthday.
You likely know the reasons why, but I feel betrayed; what did we all do to deserve this. One would think that you get better with age.
I’ve known you for all my life, you’ve made mistakes in the past, but I’ve never seen this in you before. The look on your face, the evil in your eyes, the aggressiveness, the contempt, the lack of respect and dignity. However, its the anger, like a seething Pit Bull ready to attack at even a flinch of a feather. Its like I could feel your teeth plunging to the core of my heart, twisting and turning with the vengeance seemingly detached from any resemblance of me as a living being. How can I, or anyone trust you any longer? I don’t know where to start and its difficult to find the energy to do so.
How can I celebrate when there are mutual friends of ours in prison being held for unjust reasons. This looks like Martial Law! Even those who you have released are still in pain, they are traumatized, they are hurt, yet the worst part of all this is that they no longer believe in you. I see the anger in them towards you, its quite frightening. Will you even acknowledge what you have done has caused deep hurt? Our friends truly believe that they did nothing wrong. Are you choosing to sweep this under the rug and discount the emotion of your friends?
Oh Canada, what happened to the True Patriot Love? Today, I ask myself; how can I continue to stand on guard for thee?