Growing up as the son of two cultures, I have encountered prejudice at various points throughout my life. Whether that was in Los Angeles, where I was born and grew up, or abroad, hate is hate, and the battle for equality is real. The concept of what a "foreigner" or "immigrant" is resonates loudly, and proudly, with me. I always question how and why some people view other people with different skin color, language or culture as "foreign", and will fight the fight against that prejudice wherever I go, wherever I live...
Do you see me?
Is it my skin?
Do you see me?
Can you begin?
My tattoos? My face?
My body? my place?
Am I not like you?
Are you not like me?
My blood runs through
Just like it should be
My heart beats loud
My mind is proud
Why then?
Why am I your darkie?
Why then?
Why the fucking hierarchy?
Why am I your sand nigger?
You think you're fucking bigger?
Why then?
You call me a foreigner
You feel I got you in a corner?
You think I'm the problem?
All you do, is don't
All you know, is not
You think you're so great
But all you do is hate
Am I not human?
Is it so hard to relate?
Are we not human?
Let's move on, let's create
You see the man
But you don't see the me
The love, the pain
Always the third degree
The joy, the sorrow
What's up for tomorrow?
From where it began
Just let it now end
Set me free from debris
Let this man live life free
- Jameel Haiat