Citizenship
being born in a certain place
having a relation with a certain race
a melting pot of every creed and color
yet one race with each other
being born in the United States
each of us having a different face
yet being here by Gods grace
a freedom found like in no other place
from persecutions some escaped
to a better dream a new land scape
a struggle to get here where hope would strive
certain reward if you just stayed alive
to give themselves rights they dared
unalienable rights the fathers declaired
we fight for those freedoms everyday
even though we fight from a grave
no one asked the ones who died slaves
if they had the right to make them slaves?
even thought the rights they gave themselves
didn't apply to slaves though they bred children
and taught them Gods way they were still slaves
and now that freedom has found equality
does that standard still apply?
where they're rights still out weigh
those who were denied
(to be continued)
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