I have a multicultural dream

A country built on the backs of its people

By the hands of its hopeful eyed migrants and slaves

Yet we are burning ourselves alive

I was told

Mexicanos no necesita America

América necesita Mexicanos

I believe that the Melting pot is bullshit

Embrace our differences

Let them define us

As long as we are on an equal ballfield

How is it fair if I start out on second base

The white bro in my class starts on third

And everyone else starts third in the batter's line up

Start the bulldozers

We need to start over

We are burning,

We can rebuild a beautiful land again

Beautiful and free

For everyone

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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