Just because your kind harnessed and branded their kind
does not allow you to claim the same.
You are not our parent’s generation.
the blood of slavery cracks on your feet as you dance in supremacy bought with multitudinous
Your racism belongs in the past,
the attic of used to be while the rest of your generation progresses in the parlor room
named the 21st Century.
We will be defying the innate desire to segregate
while you drown in stubborn ignorance,
flowing into your nostrils and choking your ego,
hollowing out your body until you become
an empty casket of flesh.
The white savage,
shining in your eyes,
mirrors your intentions.
The enemy of peace: superiority is a falsity centuries old
like the great wall of flesh
that defies us.