Civil War- Still Alive - Poem by Edwina Reizer
I see the rebel flag
flyin' high in the air.
For the south's still fightin' the civil war
The heart of Dixie
is still ensconced
in bigotry and inequality.
It inflames my senses and sensibility.
Sure there are sweet magnolias
and southern hospitality.
But right up the street from that
lives inherited bigotry.
They live side by side
and try their best to hide
built up resentment from so long ago.
Will they ever take those flags down
or continue with the old banjo
playin' songs for the white as snow?
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