The Pride of An American

We're not just one color a simple pigment of skin or race don't define me get behind me, I'm an American I don't finish last I hate not to win I have not one friend because I'm all American Yet I am not the image unpenetrated by your eyes my morals are great as your eagerness to believe lies my heart sometimes grows heavy with loss, as any other I have the same faith in all people as I do in a brother so the next lie you hear about me how about a fact check? I'm used to it, that American treatment always an evil stereotype the ideal of freedom so worth the fight I am not just one color or a pig full of sin you can see my brand of greatness time and again for the pride of an American cannot be broken or divided but the ideal of freemdom which heros have died for keeps the dream chasers united
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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