My country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of hate I sing,
Of fascism and violence,
White supremacy born,
This is what you’ve always shown,
Only victims see,
Your ideals are ideas,
your system, systemic
racism,
oh sweet land
my criticizicism biting
my love enduring
for what you have yet to be,
for what I believe remains possible,
sweet land of liberty
Tag: Liberty
Free
Liberation,
In your own way you’ve taught me about that,
About the cage always being open,
Even when we fear we’re trapped inside,
Liberation,
Taking off chains of willful acquiescence,
For a higher plane of being,
For freedom,
A word we take for granted,
And abuse with use,
Liberation is escaping,
But returning to free one’s brethren,
Until all can claim to be,
Really and truly,
Unbound,
Unowned,
Free.
Lesson Learned
June 29, 2005
Pledge allegiance
To a flag
Where I have no rights
If I’m a “fag”?
Check a box,
“Black”
Or “white”
No in-betweens for skin too light
Evangelism
Deemed the newest fad
Now all’s a sin
Is breathing bad?
“Anarchy!” the children cry
Ignore their pleas
Roll your eyes
The people speak
Of nation torn,
In tatters I think
All the deeds once condemned
Have now been done
Praise our leader
This prodigal son
For my generation
Our future is bleak
When liberal youth
Are refused to speak
Ignore the past
Refuse the truth
In following “tradition”
You are blind to see
The evils of our great society
You say I am free,
But for today,
Tomorrow can you tell me true
What next right will you undo?
Time and time again
We shall recycle
Ignore all that’s done before
Lesson learned
Erase the board.
She of Letters 