The Paradox
I am a Patriot.
My American flag flows freely and presides prestigiously over my front lawn.
I am a Patriot.
An African American who loves her country and hopes that one day she’ll see that love reciprocated.
I am a Patriot.
For me the constitution is the solution to all questions regarding our justice system.
So I am a Patriot.
But segregation and discrimination are destroying my county’s reputation and I won’t have it.
I am a Patriot.
Unjust laws and societal flaws are the cause of this corruption and you continue to allow it.
But you are a Patriot?
You stand by as my people cry out for equal rights in a country that our forefathers predestined.
But you are a Patriot?
I commit these so called “crimes” in these unjust times to protest the injustices that take place.
So you say I’m not a Patriot.
I take my punishment willingly. I don’t fight back while you smack and shackle me
And yet you say I’m not a Patriot?
My utter respect for the law mixed with you sheer neglect to see its flaw
Sparked my journey to correct this problem
So I am a Patriot.
You hold us back from innovation; you decline my invitation to bring America into a new age of cooperation!
Are you sure that you’re a Patriot?
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