Race Future

Crush and crumble
Klutz and Clan
Clamber up the banner
to a place you may call home for now
Yet forget those who once got to call
You invaders and pilgrims
Masters from slave
the plague of cold and small pox
Foreigner and gaijin
No racism just niggers and chinks
and the ability to slaughter
You hear today about the good old days
where God ruled the earth
Flooded and burns the evil away
Words spoken from your sweet racist grandma
Live atop their bones and do best to forget
For one day your bones will be walked upon
by feet of many shapes

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