protest poems
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Uncle Sam
There was a manNamed Uncle Sam.He bucked a kingAnd claimed the land.Oversaw his family… Brotherhood of manTurned as Uncle SamSaw red for to sing,Trails of tears across the land.Educating the savages… Subjugating fellow manTrait’rous hypocrite Uncle SamDonned gray bling,Whip in white hand.In the name of Jesus… A black and blue man,Abolitionist Uncle SamStuck on postpartum Continue reading
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Are We Still The People?
My fellow Americans… The ones who would remind us of the Boston Massacre,and Washington’s winter soldiers,Who celebrate independence,Bucking despots ever bolder. Then light the fuse and swim in booze,Staring at the star-spangled sky,Always remembering to rememberAnother 4th of July. The ones who would sing songs of abolition,And swing low with amazing grace,Hoist up blue union Continue reading
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