(Poured over like a liquid fountain, rain
These words are constant but vanishes weak
For it goes through the ears; the mind never taints

As heard but never listened, conscious faint
Mind deceived by generational lies
Concealed between Uncle Sam’s dying chants

Held between lady liberties aged paint
The secret of a conspiracy leaked
Guilty blood stained hands profitable shame

But until then let lingual freedom rang
even while Americas has loose chains
for now, our army's oblivious claim

holes through the bulletproof can be source blame
crash dummies for their sweet subliminals
since eons ago, what we have maintained

that our flag is still here, battered and shamed
o'say does that lie mangles, stripes and stars
ore the land of planned deceased, plotted plan
or the home at which I call my own, framed

By: Tamara "Lefty" Robinson)