Child

The world is wild, and because your skin is mild,

Your heritage is tiled,
Your people were reviled,
Your grandfather exiled,
Your mother left defiled.

Thus we fight, my child, so that you won’t be beguiled.

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Christian Pierce

Christian Pierce

A human on a journey, just like everyone else.