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The True Birth of a Nation


A country once known for its unique diversity, Had become nothing but hatred and adversity. Racists, sexists, and even homophobes roamed free, While the victims bruised, degraded, and desperate to flee. For decades, the government watched as a bystander from a safe range, No profits to win, no power to gain, no reason to change. They allowed the decadence of their own society, And suppressed all forms of possible individuality, All for the sake of conformity. The country continued to spread cruel intentions, Until little Brown revised the Constitution. Finally a new revolution was born, No more need to hide, no more need to mourn. The world saw a rise of new leaders, And with them a following of believers. King fought against black inequalities, Emma Bowen stood for minorities, Harvey for gay opportunities. Fifty years later their teachings are still heard, Not everyone agrees, but they’ve all learned. They were no more than men, but no less than brave, And yet defended those the country chose not to save. These actions forever recorded in human history, As our country returns to peace and serenity. They’ve righted the past’s wrong They’ve kept the present going along And tuned the future’s song.
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