Chaos
Rasicm is so american
When we protest racism
They say were protesting america
That If we dont like it we should leave
Pay for my ticket you caught us and brought us here
took us called our religions evil and gave us that protestant fear
Took us and made us slaves
Never forget we were kings and queens
When we stoodup you filled our communnities with drugs
Then called us dope fiends
War on drugs mean war on minorities
Filling the prisons like theyre sororities
House nigga field nigga
Lightskin dark skin
Your choice pick a side
Im just saying they want us to divide
Cus at the end of they day theyll call us both nigger
If all lives matter than so do all countries
Then stop looting the middle east asia africa and everything south of the border
I think the us has a problem maybe theyre hoarders
Hoarding peoples rights freedoms and happinnes Countries gold oil and children
If we look in the back of the storage closet
Maybe we can find the raped missing and killed native american women
And those 1500 children that they mysteriously lost
They want safety and security but at what cost
Minorities rights
Minorities freedom
Minorities polls hopes and goals
This poem is chaotic
Like how you call a black woman fighting for her rights angry and physcotic
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