The Red, The White, and The Blue
What is this country we live in,
this home of the brave, land of the free,
as the stripes of our flag bleed with the truth of our past,
we continue to insist on our undying devotion to global Americanization,
And as the blood red stripes drip,
and the blood of the Native Americans spills out onto every reservation,
we denounce injusticem and promote equality,
and as the blood stripes of the natives are intersected by the powerful white stripes,
It becomes evident that they are not the only victims,
and as the bold white stripes infect the formerly enslaved and long oppressed,
it is known that the absence of darkness in the flag is no mere coincindence,
for this nation had a great phobia of the dark complexion,
And while the stars multiply like the smallpox epidemic that siezed so many Indian lives,
we continue to advertise ourselves as a just nation,
but now that all our past astrocities have become history,
we can finally acknowledge the presence of the blue,
And as we grow stronger the blue continues to increasingly embolden us,
for we have drank the blood of the red,
worn the predjudicial indesency of the white,
and multiplied our path of destructin like the stars,
But we are now becoming the embodiment of the blue,
and as the blue grows bolder,
we near our goal,
it is a task never before accomplished,
And is not one for the faint of heart,
but as the red becomes transparent, and the white diversifies,
the stars become closer, and shall ultimately become one,
and we will one day evolve into true greatness,
And on that day America will be truely synonymous with equality,
and equality will become a true reality.
