You Know Me
I am the hairy Mexican girl your daughter makes fun of at school
The one whose mother you don't look in the eyes when she's your cashier at the gas station
You know me
I am the revolutionary your president tries to poison with ballpoint pens
The one that promises liberation to the black and brown people you fear
You know me
And you hate me
So does your country
That confines me to reservations and leaves me with no place to wash my hands
And you hate me
So you protest my own life with guns in my church
And my brother's blood on the asphalt
We both know
Our tides will soon crash into each other
And America will drown in our wrath
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