For Our Native Americans
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Roaming In the hallways not quite belonging
Squeezing Into a space, where there was never place
I am not alone In this daily struggle
how you say, Hello! in American? I am your
guest
and Hao is also my father's name
born foreign new jersey california carolina lemon drop that's
yellowface to you my friend but its
Natural disasters are spiking like a bed of nails
Dead bodies dangle from the ceiling, falling from seasons like snowflakes
No stories are the same
Spread your wings, warrior
