Genocide in the Senate

There was a genocide in the Senate

And although no one wants to admit it

It goes by many names

SB 458, ICE, nativism, xenophobia

Many people think you need Germs, Guns, and Gold

For there to be genocide

But genocide can be the hand that steals the pen

From someone who wants to learn how to write

Or the burning of a book in front of someone

Who wishes they could read

Genocide is banning someone from a university because they were born

On the wrong side of a border

As if there was some natural order

That draws the line

Of human rights

At asinine geographic sights

And it disgusts me that we have yet to shake the yoke

Of the manifest destiny encouraged by James K. Polk

So we are stuck in this mentality of give and take

Give them hell and take their heaven as they tremble in our wake

I don’t think it’s such a big deal

That the red, white, and blue

Can be the rojo, blanco, y azul too

This is a war of conflicting interests and cultural suicide

Where pride and dollar signs shine brighter

Than the hopeful eyes

Of first generation undocumented students grasping in the dark

For acceptance and equality

But the gleam of self-destructive bigotry

Steals the light and leaves darkness

Where once was flame

Breaking down onto long, weary knees

And shuddering sighs because that’s the only way dreams

Can die

Not with a bang, but with a desperate cry

Of Dios why?

And the desperate howl

Of What now?

And

Who gave who the right to take mine away?

Is there ever going to be a day

When the same political blowhards that cry parasite

Will realize that the New World was founded

On the parasitic usurpation of murderers

Like Hernan Cortes and Franco Pizarro

And Christopher Columbus 

And With every bill they pass

That prioritizes humanitarian values last

They continue to walk the footsteps

Drenched in blood

Upholding a sordid tradition of disenfranchisement.

Where is the red, white, and blue in this?

Where is the poetry in this?

The world is growing restless America

And your creed is becoming nothing more

Than heedless words.

There is no affirmation of life found within the parchments

Of your Constitution.

There is only evidence of death

This is genocide.

This. Is genocide!

THIS. IS. GENOCIDE!