They scream go back to your country, but I have more native blood in my veins than they ever could 

I do not quake in fear, but what about those who do not have a voice of their own? 

I was taught that my words are fire and when in need, could be to use to help the misunderstood 

But how can I defend my people when they are sent to slaughter before the American clones 

How do I pledge allegiance to the flag if the flag does not represent my people? 

I can no longer stand to watch my people suffer like lamb sent to the slaughter 

I am forced to speak my words because the color of my skin means I am a brown spokesperson 

I was taught this is the land of the free, but I see the blood of my people run in the water 

American was never great because it was built on the bones of colored people 

How can we continue to move forward in life when I am meant to feel like an illegal?