You call me radical because I am for
peace
You call me radical because I denounce
your wars
You gave me a green card and thought you
bought my silence
You gave me a passport and thought you
earned my bias
You gave me Dollars and expected to own
my heart
You claim you gave me freedom to speak
yet you want me quiet
You call me radical because I won’t pick
up a gun
You call me radical because I denounce
your violence
You gave me a tongue and want me to sing
your praises
You blinded my eyes with the sparkle of
your riches
And blinded my sight when you covered my
eyes with your flag
You thought I could not see the misdeeds
of your meandering hands
You call me radical because I won’t kill
my brother
You call me radical because I won’t buy
your excuses
You gave nations gold and green and
bought their silence
You gave countries good reasons to
remain quiet
But some of us care not for diamonds
Yes, some of us have wealth in our
hearts that cannot be bought.
Written by Karim Kadiri 9/19/05 |
