Struggles of the Colors

I'm working so hard to barely get by To say I'm exhausted, wouldn't be a lie. A white man walks, a bag over his face to hide his identity, to avoid the disgrace. It's not fair what he does but he claims it right to teach his children to only trust white. He invites his friends to join in nightly affairs. They come to my land, steal what isn't theirs. They burn down our houses, use weapons and fire. Peace and equality is all I desire. All because of color, my genes, my traits, I'm treated like dirt in the United States, found on freedom and justice for all. How can that change because of something so small? I am a citizen. I have rights, you know? to do as I wish, you can't tell me "no." I will not back down, just wait and you'll see that we're the same inside. I'm like you, you're like me.