Letras
We patrol the borders build the walls
Fund ICE to chase down migrant calls.
But in white-picket towns behind closed doors
There's silence louder than the law ignores.
They say "protect the kids" but it's a lie
When the bruises hide where sirens don't drive.
If you're white and quiet they look away-
That's how the pain learns how to stay.
This is the hurt we hide
The shame we pass down in disguise.
From the churches to the PTA-
No one's checking anyway.
We scream for justice on the news
But not for kids with quiet shoes.
If we can find the innocent on foreign ground
We can damn sure turn this thing around.
Black and brown moms get the knocks
For things that white moms never get caught.
Same bruises same shattered cries-
But one makes court the other hides.
They say abuse has no race
But the stats still show the privilege face.
This ain't about blame-it's about truth
And the children slipping through our roots.
This is the hurt we hide
The shame we pass down in disguise.
From the churches to the PTA-
No one's checking anyway.
We scream for justice on the news
But not for kids with quiet shoes.
If we can find the innocent on foreign ground
We can damn sure turn this thing around.
We know how to surveil how to track
But not when Daddy's white and lives out back.
We flood ICE with billions year by year-
But ignore the cries we're trained not to hear.
This is the hurt we hide
Wrapped in flags and Sunday pride.
It's not just them-it's us it's here
And the silence is what we all should fear.
If we can hunt the helpless to look tough
Then we can save our own-enough's enough.