It’s not just the colour that I object
Though that in itself is bad enough
So different they look with dark skin
It’s dirty beasts they remind me of

I looked at him, I was perplexed
Was he being serious, on the level
Or was this some major hoax
I looked around for cameras

They come in our country, take our jobs
The government gives them everything
Cars they drive and houses they live in
So tell me, why do they get it so easy?

Easy, I thought, you must be joking
Arrive on these shores, left all behind
Their country full of death and violence
And you say they’re blessed with luck

Should send them back to where they belong
Or drop them from high flying plane
If that don’t work could always shoot them
Soon get the message, not welcome here

I slid aside to take a closer look
A monster is what I expected to see
But he looked normal like you and me
And that is what scared me the most