A Dying People

I am a part of a dying people. Five years from now you may not see another person who looks like me. The African has given up on life here. Others confuse our children and we do not object. Others give us poor healthcare and we do not object. Hospitals kill us at every age group from birth to the elders and we do not object. We are given food that no one else will eat and we do not object. We are told where to work and how to work for less pay than we deserve and we do not object. Foreigners arm the worst of us so that they can kill the best of us and we do not object. The modern African is laying down and dying.