Racism, racism abound,
No solution or remedy found,
Affirmative action; civil rights,
No solace for sleepless nights,
Lawsuits for Border Patrol,
While Black Panthers shout vitriol,
Legal hate flows just one way,
I’m told it is my price to pay,
Yet I have never owned a slave,
Nor been the cause for another’s crave,
Living life the American Way,
Working hard, with taxes paid,
I find that now in fatherhood,
A great burden understood,
What shall I tell my son,
About the great atrocity he has done?
Has he hurt, scorned or aggrieved,
The people who are so peeved?
Has he stolen, subjugated, exploited,
Has he dominated, oppressed, extorted?
When The Panthers come to kill my son,
What shall I tell him that he has done?
Do I continue teaching wrong and right,
When his crime is being white?
Forgetting that Irish were also oppressed,
Should we just sit depressed?
When government fails to act,
To prosecute based on fact,
Those who suggest to kill,
Anyone with free will … who happens to be a “cracker”?
How do I ever begin to explain this to my son?