Letter to the Republic
To all these racists to hypocritical tolerance
Who built their nation on blood
Now pose giving lessons
Plunderers of wealth, killers of Africans
Colonizers, torturers of Algerians
This colonial past is yours
It is you who have chosen to link your story to ours
Now you must take
The smell of blood continues even if you anoint yourself
We Arabs and blacks
We are not here by chance
All arrived at your departure!
You wished immigration
Thanks to it you have stuffed up until you had indigestion
I believe that France has never done charity
The immigrants are not the hand of cheap labor
Keep up your Republican illusion
of the sweet France flouted by African immigration
Ask the Senegalese riflemen and harkis (1)
Who benefited from that?
The Republic is innocent in your dreams
And you only have white hands that your lies
We Arabs and blacks
We are not here by chance
All arrived at your departure!
But do you think that with time
The Negroes would mature, would become whites?
But human nature has swept your projects
It just does not fit in the rejection
It just does not fit in the French ghettos, penned
Between immigrants, we must expect
How to point the finger at the community withdrawal
You have initiated from the slums of Nanterre
The arsonist and the fireman, your memory is selective
You did not come in peace, your story is aggressive
Here it is better than there, we know
Decolonize because for you it is destabilizing
The more I observe history, of course, the less I feel liable
I know that it is to be black after the time of schoolbag (2)
Although I am not ungrateful, I don't want to say thank you
Because basically I'm here, I conquered
I grew up in the favelas of Orly in France
I had "Fleury" (3) in the bush I'm at war since childhood
Drug trafficking, robbery, violence ... Crimes!
What did my brothers do if it's not under like Clear stream ... (4)
Who can lecture them? You?
Abusers of corporate assets, background embezzlers
Real thugs in suits, hypocrites!
Do the French have leaders they deserve?
At the heart of discussions, heartless debates
Always the same one points a finger in your rancor France
In economic crisis, we need a culprit
And it is towards Muslims all your shots go
I am not afraid to write: France is Islamophobic
Besides no one is hiding xenophobes in France
You treat us as less than nothing on your public channels
And you expect from us we will write "Long live the Republic!"
My respect violates the country of Human Rights
Hard to feel French without the Stockholm syndrome
Because I'm Black, Muslim, suburb-dweller and proud of it
When you see me you put a face on the other that France hates
These are the same hypocrites who talk about diversity
Expressing racism under the guise of secularism
Dreaming of a unique French people, with a single identity
Bent on discriminating the same minorities
Faced with the same voters, the same fears were stirred
It opposes the communities, to hide the insecurity
Nobody is surprised if it ends tomorrow in a fart
How to love a country that refuses to respect us
Far transparent artists, I write as a mirror this text
As France look to it if she wants to see it
She will fly the illusion that she is herself
I don't need affection
Understand that I will not wait more than she loves me!