American

the land of the free 

A land that stays with me

Oh I love her so 

America the free

she has been tarnished 

not running free 

oh as I cry with thy 

my America 

not my country 

Of my youth 

I hang my head

So, sad to see 

we have failed, her so 

old gory got sold 

At an auction held by C.E.O.s 

In the dark halls of law

that lie to you and me   

Oh.. America The free?  maybe not for you and me 

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Last line sums it all up. Well done man.

[Dara]

"we have failed, her so old gory got sold At an auction held by C.E.O.s In the dark halls of law that lie to you and me" I have experienced some of this first hand. What a tragedy and yet, I like to think things will get better. Your poem is both touching and bittersweet.

[Sarah Conder]

This is a very powerful poem. I especially like the last line. It poses a lot of questions.