Yes, we are angry

Yes we are angry
We will remain angry
Since our literal sense of being
Our. Literal. Sense. Of. Being.
Our literal sense of being
Is determined by what happened to our pigments in history
That dirty slosh of history?
Yes, still bars us
From a contented existence
Who are we, we don’t know
Too foreign amongst the English
And too English amongst foreigners
Wild flowers, bursting in your face
What are we, we don’t know
What we want to be, always denied
How easily you can ride through life
While ours is in, stop and go

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