I want to be a
Muslim
Because that is
feared the most
To be of a faith
little understood
In faiths from coast
to coast
Oh, I want to be a
Muslim
Of this I wish to
boast
I want to be a
Mexican
Because they are
trusted least
To be the sort who
comes to stay
And shares in a
great big feast
Oh, I want to be a
Mexican
Whose value’s now
decreased
I want to be
African-American
Because we’ve
nothing left to lose
To live in ghettos
while bullets fly
White neighborhoods
we defuse
Oh, I want to be
African-American
And keep singing up
the blues
I want to be the
handicapped
Because we are
mimicked and mocked
To be put down to
bring you up
Our entrances
forever blocked
Oh, I want to be the
handicapped
My advancement to be
knocked
I want to be a
queer-American
Because of the
ungodly things we do
To not be free to
express our love
Or to be free like
you
Oh, I want to be a
queer-American
In our own separate
rest room
I want to be a woman
Because we are a
weaker sex
To be belittled and
coddled
Your manhood to be
vexed
Oh, I want to be a
woman
For my pussy lacks
respect
I want to be Hillary
So mistrusted and so
feared
To be witch-hunted
all my life
My gifts so little
cheered
Oh, I want to be
Madam secretary
My named so falsely
smeared
I want to be all of
these things
So often belittled
and put down
To believe the fears
that they put out
I now give to them a
crown
Oh, I want to be the
things they fear
To place their fears
on the ground
Let’s rise up and
speak of things
That are little
understood
Take their fears and
make them ghosts
Because we know we
should
Let’s not let them
bring us down
We’ll turn their
hate and make some good
In the spirit of our
country great
In the name of all
humanhood
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