lying in the street
a thin shell
and broken on the inside
some ****** with a gun
rifles for the kids
at the storefront
let them learn
before they can’t forget
i say
this will run
as deep and dark as you allow
whether or not you can tell
get on your feet
it’s a thin wall
and won’t weather the shells
i tell you
we americans have agreed
you are either prisoners or refugees
and we must know which
although,
if you are prisoners
you are criminals
if you are refugees
you are blameless
there is no room in our heads
for honest prisoners
and no such thing as
a guilty refugee
tell me brothers
what crimes have you committed
to be in such a prison
how black are your hearts
tell me sisters
what monstrosity displaced you
what savages took your home
let me help you
a man from here once said
let those without sin
send the first rocket
tell me, friends
who is to blame
because we in america
need to know
who to root for