by Ricardo Gurango
There’s been injustice in our nation.
Instead of liberty, we find discrimination.
What is the point of the land of the free,
When the tone of your skin is all that they see?
When someone says that they cannot breathe,
Would you just let them die underneath?
In a country that’s supposed to be just and not rough.
Murder is murder, and enough is enough.
Somebody has to stand for what’s right.
Somebody has to stand up to the fight.
We’re stuck in a war that no one can win.
And the core of the war is the color of skin!
Why, for equality, do you need a war?
Since when does your skin color define who you are?
What’s the point of the beliefs of our nation,
When it’s corrupted by racism and segregation?
I am American.
I am complicit in Watching our country judge innocent citizens
Why does skin color incite separation?
And why do we let it ruin our nation?
All these people want is a government that sees ‘em.
All these people want is a leader that can lead ‘em
They want police they can depend on when they need ‘em.
All these people want is equality and freedom.
There’s been injustice in our nation. Instead of liberty, we find discrimination. What is the point of the land of the free, When the tone of your skin is all that they see?
My name is Ricardo Gurango. I'm a 14-year-old homeschooler who lives in Seattle and who loves creating things. In my free time, I like writing poems, songs, and music, playing piano, designing and making crafts and inventions, and teaching people how to make those inventions on my YouTube channel, The Gadgetsmith.
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