I Spy - Cowboys + Indians
I look at the pale hands
and I wonder why the fuck
do they try to keep us separated?
why are there highways,
rivers and sky rises to keep a distance
between those that matter (supposedly)
and those who get swept away
no wonder there is anger
no wonder there is hatred
my house won't be a monument to our culture
my life won't follow our history
how many lies do we have to accept?
how much can you take?
we can't continue
to squeeze people out of the picture
I reject this stupid game
of cowboys and indians
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