Red Hat Basura

The world spins round and it’s all up and down,

To me at least it feels like it when I walk around downtown

It’s terrible, deplorable, the world I see surrounds me

Red hats galore bring the activist out of me

I feel like a bull and they want me to chase them

They see my people and want to erase them

So what other choice do we have but to stand strong

While the grand old cowards look down on us like we don’t belong

It doesn’t really matter what the comfortable ignorants think

Because sadly they’ve been taught to not think for themselves

But gladly I do, and even if my own people ‘other’ me,

Puerto Rico is beautiful, and I’ll see the haters in hell. – RSM

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