Poem(Undecided Racism)Black or Mexican

A gardener,a Wetback, Ni**a A coon Anticipate,deciding my life to soon Genetically who I am is this who I be The system of society has an elected life for me Spending my life consistantly trying to please In my mind all lost of esteem,pride,and dignity Freely dancing with my ancestors in the garden of eden Or am I an aztec queen with the power to bleed them I am all but myself… The rythem I hear in my soul Like the street my bruthas will try to fight “ IN” Viva la mexico they think its fun and games But the things I must do to survive I hide my head in shame I think it unequal that they create a project That they neglect me Reject me Because im not black enough for them to protect me But a shown dialect of a slave child I have the curves of a latin dancer La viva dificil que tengo que vivir In the end I survive Becuase its death I fear…

Answer #1

That’s really good hun.

Answer #2

I mean love

Answer #3

VERY GOOOD I live it! :]

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