And the Home of the Afraid

....AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE!!!

The crowd's roar, but maybe I've got a little voice telling me there's more.

If bravery means winning and fighting and gore, 

Then I am a coward, just that and no more.

 

Maybe the dawn's early light wasn't bright enough

to shed light on those of us

Who cannot see the valor in guns and being "tough"

Could it be there's victory in graciously accepting defeat

In laying down arms to take each others hands?

The rockets red glare is shining too bright in my eyes

to see the silver-lining in this war-crazed time

 

Our country has always preached human rights

Does that not mean rights for all humans! 

Why can't we talk instead of "fighting the good fight?" 

Through this we, people of the world, can all find respite.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world
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Comments

pinkwaters

best slam I've read so far

justoneday

Thanks!

TamingOfSeaWolves

well written and thought out. keep writing i'm not the only one listening