Battle

We the people have an obligation

To escape this persecution in search

Of a world in which we can be free

Victory

Now that the hard work is done

And over with, we deserve a break

Our white skin may burn in the sun

But brown and black skin? 

Set my property on fire

Today

And now that's all past us

Racism is over, and America has

Forgotten discrimination

But the people still ruled by

Tyranny: the poor, the sick, the colored, the queer

Have only been handed the grip

Of a 1700s oppressor