Post-Racial my a**!!

I had a dream..but I woke up and realized that what I thought I heard
was not the reality of my existence,
see, while we talk about how we can drink out of water fountains, and sit at the front of the bus...
the watershed was never turned...
political rhetoric has tilled up american's bad soil...
blooming weeds of hate and bigotry....
fertilized with money and self-gain...
calling it eminent domain..
Post racial my a**
I thought that we overcame, until I realized that
when I woke up, my feet were shackled in chains bedazzled with swavorski crystals
and my hands mounted to a gold bed post...
See when I was given an inch, they took a mile and
disguised it as the path to freedom...
Only to realize that the path was a loop to the past..
Post-racial my a**
I thought I was appreciated..
But continued images of me as a sexual object,
contradicts my accomplishments...
they hand me an award congratulating me for
playing a role that wasn't necessarily fictional but...
I'd like to say to the academy,
Post-racial my a**...
I thought that I was well-recieved when I was accepted to an institution of higher learning
Only to find that the higher I learned, the more I was reminded of
the educational battle that will cause sleepless nights, early mornings and a conversation...
So what do I say to those people who think that we are
in a post-racial society...
Post-racial my a**!!!
Choke holds and throat woes
Hands up with no folds
They smoke those who smoke blows,
then stuff their body with comic foes,
We post pics and of demeaning flicks, but
don't pitch proposals that  ignite a cause of
action  inflicting a response for the afflicted,
So for those who think that not reacting is action,
Ignoring is a distraction..
I say post-racial my a**.