I am You, You are Me, We are We

We are the wounded ones
The ones in hiding
Your native daughters and sons
In the church pews, abiding

I am You, You are Me, We are We

We are the soldiers on the front lines
The writers of the great American classic
The rappers with the dope rhymes
The comedians witty and sarcastic

I am You, You are Me, We are We

We are the vagrants on the streets
The teachers bestowing knowledge
The 3-time championship athletes
The freshmen in college

I am You, You are Me, We are We

We are the ones who feel the burn
that can only come from our kin
we experience their throes of misguided love
And they call our love sin?

I am You, You are Me, We are We

But we still heal (your ailments)
But we still defend (you from the criminal justice system)
But we still kneel (to god on your behalf)
But we still lend (money when you’re broke)

I am You, You are Me, We are We

We won’t be placed in a box
Nor set to the side
Not relegated to psychic dimensions, unrealized
We’ve many more times to be fiercely reprised

I am You, You are Me, We are We

We are one despite what you may think.

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