I hear people chanting
Spouting their twisted ideologies
Gushing with outrage
Spouting their twisted ideologies
Gushing with outrage
Questioning why a nation would continue
To allow foreigners to enter
If they only abuse the privilege
Forgetting that they themselves wouldn't be there
If entry was denied
Unless they can trace that Native American bloodline
How quickly they forget
That the structures that stand now
Were carved out on the backs and shoulders of
Some of these same people they
Thrash with words of scorn
Forgetting that when mom and dad
Were too busy, these same foreigners
They speak of
Clothed, fed, changed their diapers
Cooked, cleaned, and made their house
A happy home
These same foreigners
Do the jobs they don't want to do
The gardeners, janitors, and sanitation workers
The construction workers, nannies, and maids
The taxi drivers and gas station attendants
The bus boys and
Their favorite barista
Nurses, home care attendants
Sometimes even the doctors
And countless others
They are the glue that bonded everything together
And to now say that
They shouldn't be entitled to any of it
Is amazing to me because
I too am a foreigner
I've taught your children
I've wiped their tears and talked with them
When you were to busy to converse
I've addressed their disabilities when you were
In denial or just plain selfish
Or conflicted by
What the Jones' would say
I've fed them when you forgot to
I've been the counselor and mediator
The friend and confidant
When you just didn't take the time
To simply sit and talk to them
I've tried to mold them into better human beings
Than what I remember children their ages
Being when I was growing up
If you honestly believe that only foreigners are
Committing these heinous crimes
You're sadly mistaken
This anger that displays itself through violent acts
Stems from years of misguidance
Misinformation and miseducation
From mental illness
From bullying and lack of self esteem
And countless insecurities
From lack of motivation
From inability to accept responsibility
For one's own actions
From misuse of holy doctrines
From idolizing and placing individuals on pedestals
Who have no business being held that high
From people spewing hate and anger
Let me say that again,
From people spewing hate and anger
From some isolated incident
That was never resolved
And then spun into a
Web of destruction over time
From fear of the unknown
Stick a scarlet F on my chest
And label me a foreigner
Cuz that's what the heck I am
And I make no apologies for it
Cuz we foreigners bleed red just like you
And whether our collars are white or blue
We will forever be
That glue that bonded this country together
