America the DEAD
No feet stood before its coffin
No mourning was given
Nor a shed of a tear
Whose man has spoke of this soil being
G R E A T?
My ancestors painted the very colors of this…
…S t a r S p a n g l e d B a n n e r
The cold shade of blue
like the beautiful Atlantic that coated the very pointy stars
were the eyes that lead my people to the free land
The long soft ropes of red
like the topping cherry of American apple pie
were the drips of blood that fell from their feet
And of course
the white spaces of the flags veins…
The color of –
O P P R E S I O N!
The greatness of this country?
Please answer me.
Because when PEACE and FAIRNESS is shared
THE LONG KNIVES ARE ALWAYS IN REACH!
This country was never
The land of the free
We are not free
And never will be
So don’t give me a plate of sweets where YOU and I
know its poison
Knowledge IS free
It is within our reach now
…will no longer be rendered as slaves
therefore, we can go
beyond than what is given
Make this land yours
Why carry this flag
When you can give birth to a nation!
You to your mother to father to grandparents and to the very hills of the great ancestors who are resting in the skies of heaven
Fought for YOUR EXISTENCE
NOT THE FLAG OF DESPAIR AND DELUSION
Freedom was never freedom!
Burn this bloody banner to the ashes within the pits!
No changes do not need to be made
Only you make the change
By speaking UP
I HAVE THE RIGHT!
These words are scaring you
Maybe these sounds are hostile to you as your eyes follow these lines
The last Word
So many souls
So many sacrifices
So many tales
So I can be here
To speak my story
-Jneyde S. Williams