A Marry Duh

A Place of white supremacy

Lies a little white girl like me

There is no hate when I pick a mate

But only if I decline the straight

I pick and choose which side I fight on

But how could you fight when there's no choice

The tables have turned. We have no voice

America, the land and the free

A place of biased supremacy

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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