National Anthem

National Anthem

A Poem by dramamine
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A poem about broken America.

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Undress. Confess. Tainted by your sins.

Put it in your bin. Drink your gin. 

Spare a pill. Make me ill. 

Born into a world that threw me away. 

Singing the anthem just to obey. 

Give me your gun. Just for fun. 

The flag is stained. With pain.

Keep me sane. Ignorance is bliss. 

Kiss and hiss. Violence and war galore. Adore. 

Standing at the shore. Hands held high.

Supply and comply. The spies in the skies.

The corpses’ rotting. Plotting.

© 2015 dramamine


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This could have easily been written as a protest of the Vietnam war in the 60's. You have a good grasp for the words you choice and the impact they deliver, which a talent that normally takes years to develop. It will be interesting to watch where your poetry writing skills take you as you grow older.

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an interesting take on the anthem... I am sure when it was penned the author had a different idea as to what it meant... you have a keen observational quality to your writing... good job

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This could have easily been written as a protest of the Vietnam war in the 60's. You have a good grasp for the words you choice and the impact they deliver, which a talent that normally takes years to develop. It will be interesting to watch where your poetry writing skills take you as you grow older.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

and the politics goes on and on
as we are herded like cattle to the edge
pledge allegiance to the man

Posted 9 Years Ago



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dramamine
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You can call me Twiggy.I'm just a 16 year old girl. With no friends so I spend my time writing s****y tales, poetry, and listening to music. I hope to one day become a musician and you know start a ba.. more..

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