Poems about Politics
Every year in July we sing
Of the land of the free and the home of the brave
Every year in July we sing
Of the land of the free and the home of the brave
Oh Josè Can't you seeGet up at dawn for a pennyThat you'll get after a long days workTo be sent back to your country when strawberry seas
Can’t we all just get alongRodney King I often wonder the same thingWe thought racism was over
Since age 5 I've recited the pledge,
Day after day.
It never made me feel any certain way.
Flip a coin to choose our best way to hell,
Heads or tails doesn't matter either way, we are doomed.