بلد
Red, White, and Blue
Colors I’ve bled since out of the Womb
Was always told since my kid years in NYC
What a privilege it is to live in the land of the Free
But as I got older I was met with Doubt
Influenced by the protests, quarrels, and Shouts
Teachers, businessmen, and peers all Alike,
Dig out the land’s flaws as if it’s the Third Reich
Maybe it’s because of the man we got Elected
That makes it seem that our country is Bisected
But he’s just one man and so am I
So why should I fear, cower, and Shy
This land is mine as much as his and Theirs
And the power to change it is in the hands of all that Care
So call towards right and forbid Wrong
And we can make this country a place to feel belonged
And as long as that fact remains True
I will continue to bleed Red, White, and Blue
