The flag does fly,Over

The flag does fly,

Over the land of free,

And flies high,

Filling her people with glee.

 

And though life's not perfect,

It's better than it's been,

But we shoutldn't stop our project,

To make our people sheen.

 

The races claim contempt,

College is upscale,

And so we must preempt,

By sharing with all our tale.

 

Only together do we flourish,

As one people, united,

For together we can nourish,

And in all a hope ignited.

This poem is about: 
My country
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