If you want to change me
Why don’t you change yourself as well?
You ask me to convert from my religion
You bar me from speaking in my tongue
You scold and order me
To adopt your ways of life
You built your houses on my land
You fattened yourself on the crops I tilled
Yet why do you call me impoverished?
Look how you changed as you tried to change me
As you toiled towards making me lose my identity
In the end, the one who changed was you
I don’t think I changed as much as you