The N-word

What do you get

Out of using the N-Word?

Does it make you feel free,

Unlike the slavery

Where this all started?

Have you ever wondered what

It feels like to be oppressed?

To feel constantly afraid and

Wonder whether you’ll ever

Stop feeling like you don’t belong?

What do you get

Out of using the N-word?

Does it make you feel supreme

And superior?

Like the world belongs to you?

For someone who preaches freedom

And the idea of liberty for all,

It seems you can’t stop using

The word that represents inequality and

Injustice in our great nation.

Dedication to Discrimination

You claim to be American

Standing patriotic and proud.

But when you see a Muslim immigrant out in public

You call them a raghead and beat them down.

Is this not the country,

That was built off diversity

And the idea of freedom and liberty?

Is this not the country

That claims every person is created equal?

A religion that chooses peace over everything

And you attack it with words of violence and war.

You fear your great nation is in danger,

But the only threat is the dedication to discrimination

That you have chosen to obtain.

Beaner

Her dreams melt away

Never being able to form again

And the courage she once held onto

Seeps out of her hands

She fight to hold on

To the hopes of a better life

Fear dances across her face

As you call her a beaner

Flashback to gangs and drugs

Flashforward to beatings and bruises

She thought this was the land of dreams

But it was just hatred in disguise

Her hands, bloody and raw

Work day and night

To get herself the life she deserves

But every leap forward sends her two miles back

To the country where they say she belongs

Corrupted Nation

Worn out, broken down

Ostracized from the nation

The threat of punishment for being

A color other than white

Belittles them into staying back

The first people,

The rightful owners

To this beautiful, corrupted nation.

Yet all you can think about

Is how they don’t belong

And they are nothing but a redskin

But with every punch and kick

Their voice gets louder

And with every attempt at pushing

Them out of existence

They rise up and unite as one

Stand Tall

Shut us out with your wall,

Beat us down with your guns.

Throw your words of hate

And call us ugly names.

But we still stand tall.

Is this what it’s come to?

Carrying torches and marching for our death?

Your Constitution claims freedom

Which you ignore when it comes to us.

What you don’t realize,

Is that we are freedom,

We are liberty,

And we are democracy.

And that will never change

Together we stand tall.

We protest your actions.

Because we know one day,

Freedom will ring.