Grand Oligarchy Dream

I dreamed we had them on their knees

The grand oligarchy flees

And they said “Wait! Look at out skin -“

“Our Y chromosomes – the fact that we like women.”

And we were divided again

Naming them “white” heterosexual men

And parts of the horse twitch on their own

We could unite, but we’d rather throw stones

Now this magic is so damn real

It can define how I think should feel

Guilt for a history of which I had no part

Current lines of inequality weight heavy on this heart

I keep trying to be the change – and there my shame is showing

Lines like “All white people are the problem.” keep echoing

If there is one lesson that could untie this nation

It is that correlation isn’t equal to causation