Who we are

Built of criminals each nation be, did we forget our history?

Other countries bone bags thrown on our shore, today could we ask for more?

These meat sacks given another chance, some went straight some did dance

Forgotten ancestors they were, keeping skeletons in our closet we prefer

First the red men then the black now the brown we want to give back

Some in handcuffs, some in chains, a Statue of Liberty dressed in blood stains

Our cup is full and overflowing curse the waiter send him going

We want our tequila clean and pure, to deaden our conscience with its alure

Sit in the shade and drink their sweat, their will to work our only threat

We stole "our" land from the poor, then threw them out and closed the door

In our swager and sway can we say we are better than they?

Listen to their children cry, there but for the grace of God go I

Reviews

[Acerous Lee]

Confrontational but also mournful. Systemic hypocrisy, where those in power benefit from exploitation yet turn away those who seek the same opportunities. This would be good as a spoken-word performance. Thank you for this.