Our U.S. government teacher does not say the Pledge

Our U.S. government teacher does not say the Pledge.

At 8 AM, Monday through Friday, he still stands for the Flag,

keeping his lips tightly sealed.

We, the Students of America, morph into mindless robots,

apathetically reciting our allegiance to the country.

 

“Do you even say the Pledge over the weekend?”

 

Our U.S. government teacher does not believe our Patriotism.

Of course we do not pledge our allegiance from Saturday to Sunday;

we only say it at school.  

I, a Student of America, eventually stop repeating the Pledge,

unless I am surrounded by passionate robots.

 

I realize that,

when I get to college, I will not be asked to “stand and face the flag,

put your right hand over your heart, ready, begin.”

 

Now, I’m starting to see the foolishness of reciting the Pledge,

especially when I am not brave enough to fight for freedom;

especially when I am not sure how we are “one Nation under God”;

especially when I see how politically divided we are;

and especially when I don't witness “justice for all.”

 

Our U.S. government teacher does not say the Pledge,

and I unfortunately follow in his footsteps.

This poem is about: 
My country
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