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Nov 2020
If I was white,
Would they believe me?
If I was white,
Would they finally see me?

When I was abused,
Would I have gotten help?
Instead of being refused,
They would’ve checked for the welts.
When I’d go shopping,
I wouldn’t worry about security flocking,
Checking on me, thinking I’m stealing.
Wondering when they’ll be kneeling,
On my throat, unable to keep breathing.
Becoming the next George Floyd.
But being native, it probably won’t be in the tabloids.
Oh ****, Canada may become annoyed.
Get over it, no longer will we be trapped in your void.
Our voices will be heard,
No longer will we be ignored.
So, if I got to stir some pots,
They’ll be stirred.
You may think it’s chaos,
But like they say, you live and die by the sword.

But...
If I was white,
Would they believe me?
If I was white,
Would they finally see me?

If I went missing,
Would they actually try to find me?
If I became homeless,
Would they actually lend me money?
Well they probably would if I were white,
Or if I was actually seen as a human with basic civil rights.
But sadly I’m native,
Someone that is seen as an inconvenient plight.
After 500 years you’d think, we wouldn’t continue being treated like parasites?
But if I was a foster child,
Would I be adopted?
If I was being threatened,
Would I be Protected?
Well they probably would if I were white,
Or if I was actually seen as a human with basic civil rights.
But sadly I’m native,
Someone that is seen as an inconvenient plight.
After 500 years you’d think, we wouldn’t continue being treated like parasites?

But...
If I was white,
Would they believe me?
If I was white,
Would they finally see me?
Classy J
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Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
(27/M/Medicine Hat)   
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