Two souls live in my body

One has endless American pride

The other likes to hide

American I am called by brilliance

Mexican by my appearnce

Land of the free and of the brave is for the snobby

Not for those who think work is a hobby

The white men speaks ugly

Murderes and rapists he calls us smugly

Why pledge allegence to a country you fear?

Will my people ever live free here?



This poem is about: 
My community
My country


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