Don'T Tread On Me

You can cuss and rant and rave, you can even burn Old Glory Disrespecting those who gave throughout Her entire story And You can put her down in trying to toss Her Spirit aside Even publicly tarnish Her Crown, for all your lack of pride You can tread upon Her name upon all the sacrifices made Being so filled with shame in this pool which you now wade Call Her every name in your book and even thumb your nose Even that disgusting look and complaining about all your woes Yeah you can complain all day long about how She wasn't fair And about how everything is all wrong and that only you care You can spit upon each Shred as you rip Her piece to piece Even cursing our very dead but one day... it will all cease One day She won't be there she'll take her freedom and leave Perhaps that day you will care the day you sit there and grieve The day your freedom was taken away and you finally realize When She doesn't have Her say everything else in your life dies