Life is a funny thing.

Life is a funny thing

How can we stand for a flag

Never made for us

A nation built on our back,

The majestic red bled from our souls

You call us thugs

But all we know is poverty

Opportunities for you not me

You say “You people” with distaste

A sour expression

Looking to us as waste

The “American Dream”

Yes!

A land of great pleasure,

the Promised Land,

Riches beyond riches,

“Equality” amongst all,

And a life of prosperity.

No…

Cold knives behind backs

Spiteful bullets of law flying

Children Crying

Mothers weeping

Graves dug 50 feet deep

Red stained streets

Storms of tears,

Cold as ice

Tornadoes of anger,

Fierce like Mike

Striking lighting,

The sentence of life

Earthquakes approaching,

The marching of millions

Clouds of thunder,

A cry of pain

Living in a constant whirlwind

Life is a funny thing

A poison,

Dripping,

Spreading,

Aching to spread

An illusion of inclusion

Life is not for me

I’m drowning

Doubting

My heart is pounding!

Who am I meant to be?

Life is a funny thing

A war of sanity

Turning into calamity

Life is a funny thing

You know a funny thing

How can we stand for a nation

not made for us?