I too sing america

I too sing America,

A captivating anthem to those who had to struggle

To be included in the colors of the red white and blue, trying to pursue a life without color

Excused from society but still we sing our song

I too sing america

Yes you see my brown skin but the history runs through the course of my veins, no longer ashamed as they pulled on her long curly reddish hair

A mutt they would call her as she received the hatred stare

This isnt fair i bet my grandma use to think

Be proud to be puerto rican my great grandpa would speak

Burning crosses in front of their house in Alabama

Their brown and white skin mixed to create a family of mixed and confused children and generations to come

but still i too sing America

A generation later we do ourselves a favor

Marry our own race a slave type behavior

To not be ashamed of the dark skin lying on the pavement

Telling the black sons to be men of God

Telling the women to get a job

Generations of blessings and cursings

Failure of self acceptance or self worth

Looking in the mirror and trying not to feel rejected

Although they may not hear our cancion

Although they may hate our brown, red, black or white faces

Although they try to segregate us into separate races

Although they cannot categorize our faces

I too sing America