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The enemy is kin to me
We discriminate then pretend to be
Different, but we look the same to aliens see?
When the invasion begins
The enemy of my enemy is my friend
And the human race will run without regard to pigment
Until then this Dream is just a figment
Of my imagination
our participation
In discrimination
Is most unfortunate
Lies and bias are like a contortionist
Bending unnaturally into boxes
CNN and Foxes
Elephants and asses
Rich, poor, religions and classes
All that divides us is simply made up
Like a card game, we decide what’s Trump...
