Poems about Race

Can you imagine this world that wakes up right before our eyes
If I said I was a leader would you follow. 
Saturation, warmth, crop, sharpen.
My thighs expand the length of continents But the breasts I was given cannot be confused with mountains
When you think of Texas You think of conservative You think of the Lone Star State You think of the Cowboys
Generations before now define the present a once proud race now treated like pheasent I am judged
I'm from a city where everybody strugglin