I’ve realized the walls in the United States exist between sexists and feminists and between racists and minorities.

The outcome of our current political shift will require parties interested in segregation, discrimination and erecting ACTUAL Berlin-stlye walls along the Mexian-American border to recognize the inevitability of equilibrium. It doesn’t have to be painful for the sexists and the racists to concede their fall from power.

There will be no “takeover”. There doesn’t have to be bloody revolution. Just let the meek have a piece of your pie.

Put down your guns. We won’t tell God what you’ve done to the poor and to women and minorites. We’ll let all of that go. We’re peaceful people just trying to take part in what you’ve left us of the American Dream.

White people are so scared of black people.
They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loop-d-loop streets.
And while America gets its heart cut right out of its chest
the Berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west.
And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores
and the broken down houses
So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps
just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense.
And I wonder then what it will take for my city to rise.
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes.
The ghosts of old buildings are haunting parking lots
in the city of good neighbors that history forgot.
I remember the first time I saw someone lying on the cold street
I thought, “I can’t just walk past you, this can’t just be true.”
But I learned by example to just keep moving my feet.
It’s amazing the things that we all learn to do.
So we’re led by denial like lambs to the slaughter
serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water
And the old farmroad’s a four-lane
that leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall
And I wonder then what it will take for my country to rise.
First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes.
‘til nation’s last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision
And America the beautiful is just one big subdivision.

–Ani Difranco