taken back
hated blacks
have the right
token comments
because I'm white
different shades
from rays
that paint the stars
but not my face
nation states
that innitiate
progressive, non-refundable
non-retroactive sensitivity;
do I dis-like the messenger?
yes, do I hate the message?
indeed, solely
reverse racist fucking biggots
perverse polygomists acting
worse than the fucking pigs did
sit down, shut up
their borders bar out
social order, progress and save face;
hick town, runned mucks
casual offers for un-safe coitus
no protection
misplace a race
scatter them throughout a whole generation;
no hablo you know,
thrush mouth from native tongues
speaking hated tongues
in my own native nation;
prejudge, rebutt
I hate my whole life
because I'm ashamed of where it
strays from--
beat down white men
murdered and hanged
because their god
was not the god that they prayed to
misery loves company
so come to my country
we welcome wet backs
white trash all blacks,
browns blues and cocaine
just hide your stash
the dt's bed-ridden uncle sam
smitten with withdrawal syndrome
so misery loves company
and come to my country
I don't think I'll ever have the right
or want to know my rights
look towards the
eyes of women raped by cops
blacks beat down at traffic stops
addicts killed by recycled drugs
red white blue thugs
and 30 slugs
worthless from
day night one;
and I don't think I'll ever have the right
or want to know my rights.
Monday, August 2, 2010
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