Hey Mr. Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hey Mr.

I watched the NFL,
Shakira and Lopez,
Laughed until I cried
At ways of USA.

It sure is disturbing…

They called the Blacks,
Names
First Nations:
"Savages! "
And today with Trump
Latino mean crime…

The Blacks or Negros
Or Niggers, at its worst,
Run stage, are masters,
Of music, and sports…

Without whom USA
Is nothing but B.S.

First Nations were burned when in the husk
Then buried deep and down,
And poured the concrete over them to stop revival.

But they will…
This is my promise.

For me, go tell Trump:
"You, the racist and dumb,
See, cannot the blind."

I beg the insulted:
"Keep going, be patient,
Success is in yourself,
So, fight with resilience."

I say so because I
Am, somehow,
One of them.