An
Unpainted Fence
Remember
when rap declared “America
we love you!”
When from
the depths of oppression MLK always declared “We”?
And no
president ever apologized for who we are
When
sport was where politics became something afar
There was
fighting in Vietnam
and it wasn’t a dream
We’d won
the race to the moon and proved it wasn’t a balloon
The war
was cold and getting damn old
The body
bags were mounting and protests were counting
Inflation
was the rage and that was no elation
Nixon
went from tricky-Dickie to disgraced in a jiffy
We sang
hallelujah in Alabama
and I kissed Tallulah
Wallace
was shot and that gave us no solace
I look
back remembering that Southern blue sky in July
All those
Fourth of Julys when regardless everyone wouldn’t by shy
The Star
Spangled Banner would ring out and the flags would fly
There
wasn’t a dry eye anywhere my sweet apple pie
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