This is Amerikkka.

Please, I can’t breathe.”

This is America.

No, it’s not about freedom,

Quite the opposite.

It’s about class and privilege.

We’re put into boxes,

Divided by the colour our skin.

We are the dividers,

The masters of segregation.

An explicit bolder between the rich and the common folk.

The rich being imperceptible,

And miles away from reality.

The common folk,

Constantly manipulated,

And obsessive,

Over the lives of the rich.

Profits made by the rich off of common folk,

The common folk too naive,

Too innocent,

To understand the devilish schemes.