Where is My Liberty?

 

I fought for you

 yet the decency of my acknowledgement

 is not there

 

I hurt for you

 not only because it has been deemed worthwhile

 I cannot tell

 

I kill for you

 everyday so that I am not killed along with

 the rest of the world

 

I lie for you

 you cannot know me but we can shoot together

 side-by-side

 

I die for you

 everytime you tell tales of your magnificent family portrait

 Stifling me

 

Each shot I take Each shot I make

 is one of anger and resentment

Please don't get this wrong

 

As the bragging explodes, so do the magnificent family portraits

 and I must display a facade of grief

 knowing that you knew I couldn't tell my side of the story

 

Yet your honor is honored

 while mine is denied

 

I fought for you

 yet the decency of my acknowledgement

 is not there

 

What right do I have to complain?

 I accepted your honor at first glance

 I knew

 

Each shot I take  Each shot I make

 makes you look stronger

 while I get weaker

 

Each shot I take  Each shot I make

 would be a sin to inflict upon myself

 so I say a silent prayer

 

Where is Liberty?