Con-Migration

Thanks for your goodness
Does it do good?
Since Hitler, we allow refuge
But was it from guilt?
Today, dark seek Places of White
Refusing to work for change
Their leaders have our weapons
So we let them come, wave after wave
Failing to see hate, lopsided numbers
So, who will fix the mess in East, South?
They have too much gold, diamonds, oil
So, business dumps these weary ones
On US: what are they weary from?
They are dreaming of White, no light,
That lifestyle we show on Careless Media
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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