Citizenship

Citizenship


I am a citizen of this fair country
My hand on heart, a lump in my throat
When I see the Stars and Stripes raised
And the strains of Old Glory are played.

I am proud to be American
Proud of the people who live here
We stand for Justice, and Liberty
For the Freedom of Speech.

When the world is in conflict
We send our brave men
Only for them to come back
In coffins again, each one a hero.

We take the worlds oppressed
Give them food and water
And a decent life to live
In time, embrace them as our own.

Yes, I am proud to be called
A citizen of these States
A citizen of this great country
The United States of America.
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
Wrote this for a friend in the States who was writting a project on citizenship

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