My innocence was lost
When I started watching the news
How Reagan wanted my Dad to return
To the States to receive his SSI cheques
After a ten-year struggle to get them
Luckily that idea was shoot down
By public opinion
I don't know when I got sick with pride
I guess the too many fights I was sent to
The principal's office for
Trying to defend America's honour
But no more when I discovered Vietnam
And how they used the boys like that
They were pawns in an unwinnable war
Now, how they enslaved a race
My innocence was being chipped away
Even more when I started to watch a lot of PBS
Now, I am blinded with shame
I can't look at America with pride anymore
Though my heart skips with hope
When I see my flag blowin' in the wind
America, like Canada, has committed many crimes against humanity. In 1954, my parents had had to make a most difficult decision: live in USA or Canada. That decision had profoundly affected my life. Had they chosen America, I would have either gone to prison or become a draft dodger. I don't believe in unjustified war. And I don't believe in killing. Great poem, Lee Ann!
America is a conundrum, it was the leading light of democracy and all modern nations that cherish human rights and liberty look towards the idea of what america is, but now its greatness is being chipped away, by businessmen, by fascists, by ignorance, lady liberty is being stabbed repeatedly and know one knows what to do. Its good to have pride in ones country but we cannot be blind to its faults.
Great poem. Truth hurts but is necessary. Trump is going so we expect America to be normal. Eh uncle Sam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" Though my heart skips with hope" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.