I wrote this song / poem with the intention of people who are friends by having things in common. I didn’t realize that after I wrote it was talking about mexican people who couldn’t speak english. My grandfather was very racist and I remember being very offended when my mother would say something that was doing was just like what my grandfather would say or do. It was hurtful, but I realized after talking to my friend who lived in LA that every McDonalds wouldn’t hire her because she couldn’t speak spanish. So now who’s being prejuduce. The song fits for each cultural race that won’t accept people for who they are. I realized when I was dating a mexican girl that couldn’t speak english that it wasn’t going to work. To have intimacy I needed to understand her and vice versa I needed her to speak my language.

Speak My Language

 

you use to say I could change my life

but for what better ways would there be

than to sell my mind

            to those who can’t see

you use to say I should change my life

and speak a language

            that I can’t even understand

why should I change my way?

why would I stage my say

when they don’t even

            speak my language

 

I hear the accusations that center my life

my mother use to say

            to stop using my language

and look around and

            choose a girl to be my wife

and that I surface

            as the mirror of my grandfather

my father would hear me

             speak my mind about his life

why should I conform to you

             and I say what ever

I can hear them speak another language

 

I won’t stop you 

until you speak my language

I won’t like you

until you speak my language

I won’t hate you

if you speak my language

I won’t change you 

until you speak my language

 

I use to say I could change your life

but why should I waste my time?

I could try and love you for who you are

except I would have

            to change at my prime

you use to say

            I could be anything from a far

except you lost the will to be in my life

 

I won’t stop you 

until you speak my language

I won’t like you

until you speak my language

I won’t hate you

if you speak my language

I won’t change you

until you speak my language

Speak My Languages

Ryan Keith Johnson

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