"Pity the nation"
By Anouk F. (after Ferlinghetti & Gibran) 2021
Pity the nation who builds a tower of lies and calls it Truth
Pity the nation whose mother lights a match
And sets fire to its youth
Pity the nation whose leader calls for blood to be spilled
Pity the nation who attacks its own
on the highest Hill
Pity the nation whose people
fail to be heard
Except for the visceral screams of hate
That silence the singing bird
Pity the nation who acclaims the hero as bully
And greets him with trumpet sounds
And screams “rise up” as they knock us down
Pity the nation who parrots words of Freedom
But praises the oppressor
As he claims the people’s land as His
Pity the nation who is split into many that was once one
They claim "it will just divide us"
Rather than let justice be served and won
Pity the nation that flaunts its arrogance and calls it humility
Pity the nation that thrives on hostility and inhumanity
Pity the nation where Equal is not a reality for many
Pity the nation, oh pity the land,
Sweet land of Liberty.