I am what Hitler called the Jews
I am what rich whites called their slaves
I am what the wealthy calls the homeless
I am what Europeans called Native Americans
But I am alive on a planet people wage war to claim
And they deny me my own existence
But I am not killed so easily
The world depends on parasites
Not on hatred
poignant rebellious and today's divisive politics. well written liked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A profound poem, Katherine. Thank you for sharing. Peace