I composed my song of unspoken apologies
Echoing like the ancient lands’ mythologies
It sang of red, white, and blue,
Of thinkers, speakers, revolutionaries too.
The land of POTUS
The land of SCOTUS and FLOTUS
Built upon slaves and horrendous labor
And those that didn’t ask for favors.
It sang of robbers and barons, the rich and the poor
If only we knew what we had in store
For our futures- our past rewound
And if only we looked, so much we would have found:
Corruption, tyranny, xenophobia at its best
Unfortunately these notions have withstood the test
Tests of time, change, and all that is new
Those that remember now are only a few
Who remember the Holocaust, the nights of broken glass
Or as it’s now called, the “alt-right,” all polished like brass
Who push away the unfamiliar and keep to the safe.
As our fellow humans are left behind to the strafe
Of aircraft, bombing, and our ignorant mind
As they lives are destroyed, so do our hearts in kind.
A glimmer of hope in the dark
Because every blaze begins with a spark
That ignites the world, one ember at a time
and we can change the world because “it’s mine”
As much as it is yours, and we fight for you too
With hearts opened, with passion renewed.
Because we are Americans, proud and true.
Patriots bleeding red, white, and blue.