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Red, White, and Blue with the Little Yellow Stars


You spoke of freedom and love

Helped people get ahead

Fought for what was right

Became a nation of change

You saved my country twice

From colonization and war

You were the beacon of peace

And welcomed all in your arms

That's what I thought

When I came to you for love

But then I had learned

That it was all a facade

You took freedom and blocked love

Kept people down

Killed those who had no wrongs

Changed things for the worse

Plundered my country

for money and labor

You hurt those who preach peace

And deny those who want peace

The land of opportunity

Is that what you're called?

Then live up to your name

And stop this wall

-Lanz Gabrielle Romero  (Undocumented Citizen from the Philippines) 

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artlee1820
<p><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">&quot;Let the faithless son of Freedom crush the patriot with his heel;</span><br style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Lo, Greed is marching on!&quot;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">- Mark Twain</span></p>

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