I look about the streets today
And see a hidden genocide.
A prejudice that is not out
In public for all to see.
It be not race, where you are from,
But the way that you were born.
It causes some to hide in shame,
In fear of who they are.
But I? I choose to live my life
As open as I may possibly be.
I am pre-judged and fight for rights
For this hidden world of mockery.
I fly my flag of colors high
Into the sky and say,
“For we, I fight for our civil rights.
Let today be start of harmony.
Today, I hereby now declare
To be the end of judgment!
Let this be the day that man awakes
From the sleep that is such prejudice.
Let men of faith accept all us,
Let men of backwards thinking ways
Be forgiven their own hatred towards
Our special breed of human-kind.
”Let these words ring through your ears
,In utterly solemn, sober ways
In order to enlighten dark, dampened minds
And open old, locked, dusty doors.
Today I doth proclaim that I
Am member of a breed by birth
And all I ask is to be treated right,
As equal, norm, and human man.