The Past

Looking past the looking glass Into a world of pain and ash There was no light, just fear, and fright For the war had just not passed Placed upon the cold hard sheets of everlasting sleep We were caged up, injustice breeds We had not sinned, just breathed Into one they categorized, they jeered at us, and they feared they feared Us rebelling for a country that we had not seen for many years They hadn't realized that there was no earthly connection So they put us in a camp, alone, once again a racist collection During the war, we were all called japs discriminated through the camps All for naught we had no rights A misunderstood seed from the plant We are Americans, we cried, We should not even be here We love this country as our own we said through blood and tears At last the war was over We were free once again Past hurt and hate and feelings lost We can't forget the pain