I can't breathe
And the voices around me say to just calm down and accept it
I can't move forward
Yet people tell me to forget the past
200 years is not that long
I can't sleep
For fear of my brothers and sisters
I can't eat
Cause my stomach clenches at violent slurs and degradation
200 years seems closer to home
I can't play
Because having fun just masks the wars on us
I can't see
For I'm blinded by oppression that is cloaked as missed opportunity
200 years just wasn't long enough
I can't dry my eyes
My tears flow rivers for the ones we're losing
I can't live
In fear of losing my life for the same reasons
200 years is still holding us back

This is a call to arms for anyone who can hear me
We're dying and no one will save us
Will you not save us?