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