Trigger warning: These colors don’t run, but blood, sweat, and tears of the trampled underdogs do.
Oh say can you see
By the dawns early light
A country in it’s infancy
But perhaps at the end of its life
I don’t doomsday preach
But Sparta was titan of its time
As we lose our reach
The rich take more of mine
Corporations pay coins
While management makes billions
The working man and woman going
into poverty by the millions
Those same CEO’s
pay our politicians way
Whom make laws that see us go
Further in the hole every day
And pave the way for their riches
Whistle blowers scared of their first amendment
Because snitches get stitches
Our country needs mended
But the same people screaming about cancel culture
Are the same ones offended by my freedom
Vile vehement vultures
Take our hatred and breed them
I raise a pride flag
And you raise red flags
But you raise red flags and rebel flag
And spines slacken and sag
Because no one can see the disconnect
Except the minorities
Who’s heritage is so mangled no one can reconnect
Further beaten down by the authorities
Sworn to protect and serve
But take a pedophile politician
and see how much time they serve the perv
I’m no mathematician
But our freedom’s not adding up
I want to take pride in our nation
But the life of an addict is all but up
Because the hospital bills rise faster than inflation
There’s no health care, only sick care
I’ve sought psychological help
No one’s there
No support for those without hope
God bless that America
Isn’t worse than it is
But our fore fathers married us
A melting pot as a single US
We don’t hold a candle to North Korea
But if we are comparing the worlds best country
To the worlds worst, then see ya
Because I’m donning my mask, hiding from those hunting
For a scape goat, or a spry buck
Because fires spread when real change is enacted
Because I’d be the blame go to, that’s my luck
But please, spread my message before this poem gets redacted.
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