The other sort of Civil Rights


United States
38° 41' 32.4276" N, 121° 13' 41.8656" W

Executive Order for no order,
Was a citizen now, an enemy
all after a day that lives in infamy,
Hawaii, California, West Coast, no longer.
so called just desserts, in the desert
topped with barbed wire and guards,
my name, jap, slant eyes, nip, chink,
but I am not the jingle of change in your pocket.

Only id 9066 trapped.
Interred and forgotten.

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