These Are Your People Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Don't say I'm a stranger to you
That I identify and am identified with only one kind
There's a secret I wish to share, to spread around freely and its revelation is peace

Don't vandalize signs pointing to the growing closeness of man with religion, language, race based consciousness
A beautiful epoch of together, man
You smiled and I smiled back and it meant the same thing despite the cultural divide

I have no greater understanding of western cruelty
No special insight into its thug based serpentine lie
This is a place that I own with experience
The limits you place suck geography through a straw

Incestuous chemtrail closed pavilion people
Your minds grow as unhealthy as your bloodline
You pervert the beauty of an animal enhanced by reason
You make the dirt and the mud your own