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A poem of minorites |
I am surrounded by others in this strange land I am without history no more but full of ethnicity People of my ancestry have fought to make me into history Martin Luther King dreamed of me been equal Cesar Chavez starved himself so I can be treated fairly Wong Kim Ark made those born here into citizens Gandhi showed that violence isn’t the answer Sitting Bull fought for one day I could live in my land For these human beings, men were men Not just aliens in the land they were born in For I am someone who is powerful united with others I am strong with others who some look as inferior For I am The voice of the minority |