Our America

My skin color is different from yours,

yet we are told we are equal. 

Can you see through the Red, White and Blue, 

read futher into this novel, this is the Amerikkkan sequel. 

I wake up everyday to pledge my existence to this land, 

I pray to the Father to bless this hand, 

this mouth of power, 

And to the sons of my sons to recognize it is WE that they devour.

There is a need for change,

and those who fight for justice are those who are detained.

It's a war of all colors, 

Love for our nation is no longer in existence to the eyes of our mothers,

our fathers, our children. 



This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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