Your Country

"One nation,

Under God,


With liberty, 

And justice for all."


It's interesting how people believe that those words are not false;

It's interesting seeing tons of my sisters and brothers having to fall;

It's even more interesting witnessing you get away under some sort of law.


But isn't it funny how you hate us because of the skin that we live in;

And isn't it funny how you are allowed to get away with such a great sin;

Isn't it funny how you don't have to end up in a casket or a bin?


These are of course the terms of our society;

And because of you, I get to live my life full of anxiety;

Now my mental illnesses have turned into a variety.


Now because of you, these are the things that I will do;

I will continue to sit while your pledge is being recited;

All the while you continuously enter our homes without being invited;

I will continue to sit during your anthem;

All the while you scream they got what was deserving of them.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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