History Authored By Four Dead Heads & 1 Incomplete Indian

Just you and I, in our Cherokee,
Parked at the edge of the Grand Canyon,

White men excessively killing black people in God’s name,
Watch the wind blow the Chief’s feather across the horizon,

Slave masters carved in a mountain,
Alongside an incomplete dead Indian,

Reminder of how we respect the dead,
As long as you die WITH white skin,

Soldiers murdered Mexicans during Siesta,
Those who lived woke up seeking vengeance,

Not for America…


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