My mom didn’t know English,
My dad couldn’t cook an egg.
We were lost in a unknown place,
And still we didn’t beg.
This Father’s Day
I want to say,
“Dude we’re not evil.
We survive, we find a way.”
This Father’s Day
My family’s okay.
But there’s others
who are not the same.
What a shame,
what a shame.
Los Angeles and Miami,
Can’t they see?
This Father’s Day
I want my people
To not be swayed.
It took me a while to write something today. There has been a lot of things going on, that I couldn’t choose a topic.