Sincerity Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Although I'm not born here
doesn't mean
that I don't know what's going on
because my ears can hear very well
and my eyes can see enough
to know
that whatever they try to make us believe
isn't how it really is,
isn't how it's meant to be
for the truth has nothing to do
with identity or the colour of the skin
for sincerity belongs to the entitled voices
who pronounce each spoken word
carefully and truthfully