Land of the Majority

We live in a land,
supposedly free.
Good men died
for you and me.
WE can live our life,
to pursue our dream.
Unattainable to others
not for my brothers.
If you're gay, black, or anything else;
You best not raise your voice to protect yourself.
Our constitution is cited.
All native traditions are plighted!
If you are a minority,
You will never be free!
It's just a land for the majority.

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