Patriought Poem by Ima Ryma

Patriought



The term, 'true patriotism'
Is tossed about by left and right,
Telling what it truly ism
By only those who see the light.
The rest of We the People are
Simply pawns in that great debate,
Used and abused in liply spar
By those who think their side must state
What's patriotic and what's not,
What is the common good and bad.
Of course each side is sure it's got
The only true word to be had.

The sounds of them or us will be,
But People want to hear the We.

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