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PoeticallyInsane May 2012
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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