'Usarian'.....I Am

Continents of heritage Africa.....just one Varied such blood lines Of cultures they've come This land conceived Miscegenation has bred A modern genealogy Apprehensive the tread A new race of mankind Only yesterday born Historically no lineage That strength to lean on Once they were Negroes Then Black they became Decades of frustration In search of a name America by birthright This USA...their land A soul of that soil USArian....I am Author's Note: USArian; A miscegenous-race of mankind indigenously unique to this soil, 'wholly created as a direct result of acts of aggression, kidnap and rape perpetrated upon innocent African peoples.' This is my history; this is my culture; this is my heritage; this land is my home. To this sacred land, I have a vested right. Yet, racism rampant within society has declared me an unwelcomed stranger in my own home. A cursory look at history tells me of the need for vigilance; the centuries old plight of the Jew warns me of this; ethnic cleansing within the borders of the former Yugoslavian Republic wail out that message. Virulent assaults against the noble ideals of affirmative action; vehement diatribes directed toward immigrants of color by those whose own tormented ancestors anxiously sought, and found refuge within the out-stretched arms of Ellis Island; all tell me this. We are a hypocritical house dangerously divided. As Abraham Lincoln once admonished, 'A house divided against itself cannot stand.'