Sand with my toes and this brings a smile to my face
See from where I came from blood was spilled all over the place
No matter your name, gender or age.
It was all about race
about the tribe you really where in
Now my story isn't like many others
I haven't started my trip to Venus
Nor cured a viral disease that sweeps us
I am not the greatest poet
That dances my fingers
putting inspiration in hearts
With ink and only paper
But hear this, my veins have been stained
with a name that sparks fear in this nation
my clothing alone leaves frowns on some faces
Too bad they judge
Before listening to the words I am saying
surprised that I can speak their language,
as if they had never seen or heard an immigrant speak so bravely
Speak a white mans language without a single error
Amazed when I have no accents
Asking one another
"Why, how in the world can she pronounce these words so well?"
Well, why don't we chuck you in my world
for once...
show you how the heat really beats you down
Imagine children without no mothers
Now
alone and left to watch over their siblings
Forget acing your classes, this is about survival
oh and try avoiding the random bullets shot for fun
by your neighbors, idiots
The hell try talking with the dips and moans of my language
without any hint of accent
bet you can handle it
but if you don't mind
i am not done ranting
Have you not seen our mother killed, violated and *****
Our fathers, out to fight for us yet gets shot for our sake
Our children's dreams and hopes are called pitiful mistakes
And yet, your still amazed
When our generation gets up in a haste
Fighting for the broken suns that have been wasted
Having eaten lions for breakfast
We are the poet nation.
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May 13, 2012
May 13, 2012 at 8:46 AM UTC