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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Speaking loud for your right Please remeber how to put up a bloody fight We see the many things in our community that makes us ill Taxes, healthcare and pedophiles that kill Should we quiet down in our anger Surrender to the topics that leave us in danger I spoke aloud and was shushed by a crowd They didn't understand, But silence keeps me loud My words are that of ficition But I speak with confidence and diction Unity sadly will never stand But I do believe we will all join in our hands To hold and declare what is rightfully ours The independence formed of the fifty stars This country wouldn't exist without us So stop the analytical hypotheticals and began to trust Some of us helped establish this property we live in Some of us helped grow the contradictions of American with sin This isn't patriotic so don't even ask It's just that I choose to unveil the mask We have so long hid from truth and dwelled in lies It's time we stopped living in denial and let it die From the melting pots of each state we stir May our ethnicity began to keep us warm like a fur Warming the skin from the backlashings of hurt I command us all to bury those sterotypes and watch them burn Gather around the flame and breath in smoke Please don't worry about third degree metaphorical burns, you won't choke As I end this very poem in inspiration Let us mark the new begginings of a even more powerful generation
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