Oh, yes, we need equality
Where everyone starts at the same
It doesn’t matter
That I have food to eat but no loving parents,
But you have no food to eat but loving parents;
That your dad is a loin at home and you the fawn,
Or that my dad is simply not home.
That we call people red, yellow,
white, black, and even green.
Yet bleaching out our character
is all that is seen.
Yes, let’s all start at the same place,
Where she dodges gunshots, and
Puts to final rest her very, very best
Friend after he bled to death
On the ground
of the red-lined district.
Yes, yes, let’s all start at the same place,
Poor, and brown, and even poor-white,
Because we want the American Dream,
So we support the rich and obscene,
Their abuse, their ugliness, their greed
And their predatory love for green;
Because we want a dream, not of equality,
But a corporate-like dream where we, yes, we
Can hope to be just as rich,
just as powerful, and just as imanginary white,
Just as mean,
At the cost of equality.
Welcome to the American Dream,
So do you want to all start at the same place?
Maybe so, and so you want only you
to finish up at the top of this God forsaken race
And accuse billions of starving others that they simply are a waste?
Does beauty in diversity matter,
That’s my American Dream, but
It does matter?