Politics

Founding Fathers are NOT my Fathers
Fathers love their sons, and love we had none.

We didn't feel the love when you counted us as 3/5th's
...as if we're broken.
If we are BROKEN, its because YOU broke us.

You broke us and strategically pieced us together.
Pieced us together with half truths and propaganda.
...all held together by Uncle Tom's famous glue, sticky..

Gave us leftovers, we made it cuisine.
Created a culture that wasn't OURS, from a leftover meal of hatred.

After you had your way, you kicked us to the curb...
..now you wonder why we hold tight to the ghetto.
It's that only thing that was ours.

Make us jump through hoops for pension plans...
..now wonder why we're so athletic.
Wandering Minstrels searching for an ear.

My Founding Father was no Father, now ask me why we're excited for the First Black Family...