Our present anthem

Fri, 02/10/2017 - 15:40 -- inavaa

Location

76028
United States
32° 31' 46.9776" N, 97° 17' 12.7248" W

Eyes of whites watching me

 

People running for their lives

 

[from]

 

The ones who dance with pointy hats

 

Mom and sister chose to leave

 

When they finally arrived

 

Mom was scared they all knew

 

Mom was finally calmed

 

Now Trump wants to make her leave

 

He is no president

 

Children in Syria

 

Need food and water

 

Instead, he is banning

 

Abortions, Muslims, he is creating trouble

 

O'er the land of the free

And the home of the brave?

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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