Stereo-typing is my thing
I really care about bling bling
Seems to count if skin is darker
Color mine with magic marker
Some do things I don’t understand
And from my country I will ban
I’ll build up walls, keep strangers out
From hated lands where foreigners shout
We’ll all travel down many roads
In every place different moral codes
I’m not like you and you’re not like me
This world we live in, it’ll always be.
X is not my favorite letter
Next year I’ll try to write it better.
**Side note: these are not my personal views. This is simply a dumb poem for the X letter in the blogging challenge.