The Fight
The fight is strong
The will is weak
We want the same
We want a leader to rise up
We want the war to stop
We see no where to hide
The fight will not stop
We are killed
We are stereotyped
Our fight was over
So we thought
The anger is back
The prejudice is back
We are all people
We are afraid
We search for our leader
The fight is coming
Are we ready?
This poem is about:
My country