America the Brave

Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early darkness,

surrounding me in this prison, killing me,

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming

is our incredibly racist past,

confederate flags still soaring,

black boys being brutalized everyday,

no one caring about the

Broad stripes and bright stars

that this country was founded upon

And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in

schools across this sweet land of liberty,

acts of violence being committed against children

Gave truth through the night, that our flag

has lost its meaning,

no separation between church and state,

no freedom at all,

Oh say does that star spangled banner still wave

In the land of the free, and the home

Of the imprisoned.


This poem is about: 
My community
My country


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