Voices Raised
Voices raised
Arms held high
We will not
Allow our
Great Nation to
Die
While we may feel
The chokehold
On our throats
We will
Not allow
Fear
To persevere
The Revolution is
Being Televised
Right before our eyes
They add gasoline
To the firestorm
They created
And then
Turn on the gas
Trying to
Light us up
Gaslight us
By twisting the words
They said
To make it seem
Like they are the
Smart
Ones
But the smart
Ones
Did not dodge
The Draft
Why do they think
We are daft
Dumb and blind
When they
Are the ones
Trying to rewrite
History
Erasing what our
Forefathers and Foremothers
Worked so hard
For
Four score and seven years ago
As the story
Goes
Our Forefathers built
This great
Nation of ours
So all of us
Would be considered
Equal
Seventeen Seventy Six
As the story goes
We broke ties
With a King
No more Kings
We chanted
No more Kings
We chant now
As we raise our Arms
And Voices
And come together
We will not allow
This Great Nation to
Die
Under the boot of tyranny
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-Erin Wild © June 14, 2025
