Accepting what I cannot

Has the world gone mad?

The antagonists in this dystopian novel

Get rich off pennies per injustice put into poor man's liquor bottles

Take it from a Jew when I say that these streets

Are as sinister as the era of Nazi Germany

Black bodies do not hang themselves from trees

In a world where white man tries to gut patriotism out of refugees

With immigrant kids kept in camps, closest thing to warmth being aluminum sheets

Yet you want us to talk in the language of which you speak.

With demands like that you best learn native tongue

And keep your mouth shut until you are damn well done

White devils' advocates

They claim to be pacifists

Claim the chaos is not a reasonable solution

But what change has this soil seen without a revolution?

Privilege is being able to say "two wrongs don't make a right"

When our black comrades are not the ones breaking necks out of spite

Read between the lines on a policeman's badge

And you will see what the red represents on our flag

I see blood on authority hands...

And point right back at Uncle Sam