I showed you, like you asked
I gave you proof, as pushed
Revealing me, I told my truth
Revealing self for all to know.
Why do you argue of my birth?
Does it help to talk of me?
Does it help you sleep at night
to know that I am really me?
What if I say, "It's true."
I'm not from here. Will you be happier then?
What if I say, "It's false"? Will you believe
or will there always be that doubt in me?
We cannot win.
How can I cure the nation of the thought
that I am in the center of their identity,
and instead lead them
to make their own mark?
Stop worrying about and for Obama
Stop worrying about birthing place.
Start thinking about change in the WAYS
that we do, live, and think things.
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