A lie has been forced upon you
It tells you what to think and what to do
You believe the wisdom of a fool
Without any facts or proof
This is the myth of American pride
Living in the comfort of fear
Is that why everyone comes here?
No, they come for a better life
And comfort for a weary soul
What is this pride
Is it in how different we are?
You stay on your side, and I will remain on mine
Or is it just too hot to live in the melting pot?
This is the myth of American pride
Hate is what makes a lie a fact
While the ignorant blind follows behind
Stepping off into the political abyss
Is it about calling out for help
Not knowing that just being who you are that is the real threat
Thrown to the ground, hot metal in your chest
Only lynched by gun and we should get over it
This is the myth of American pride
Neighborhood block party where everyone is welcomed
Kids playing till the street light comes on
All ruined by the social and physical needs
Those we salute for their sacrifice
With memorials at a discounted price
Our union pride forgot the sacrifice
Complaining someone outside made the memorial design
This is the myth of American pride.
©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley