O say, can you see?

O say, can you see the bombs burst in the night?

Parent's bodies will fall, while their children are screaming.

Whose broad stripes and bright stars caused the terror tonight?

Their president's eyes were so pridefully gleaming. 

The Syrian scare, and his painted blonde hair

Gave proof in the night, that the U.S was there.

O say will Donald Trump go and lead us to the grave? 

Immigrants aren't free, and don't you dare be gay. 




This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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