The Constitution And The Flag

Aren't you sick of politicians who treat the Constitution like a rag

Then for an end to greedy means proclaim we cannot burn the flag?

Don't misunderstand me, I fly the flag, and just like most of you

I respect what it once symbolized before true statesmen bid adieu

And I remember as I fly our flag, it's not exclusively for us

All have the right to liberty, equality, and the God they trust



The world once looked to America for leadership and education

Regarding justice and freedom, from a wise but infant nation

Immigrants came through Ellis Island when free Indians lived here

Then claimed their land as ours as red men walked a trail of tears---

Treaty upon treaty marked the grave for those who cried and died

America should have had an inkling what un-kept promises implied



The red man knew through mystic dreams his demise would soon arrive

On shining seashore, needing more, so that the white man could survive

The founding fathers and framers of the Constitution once respected

Had been greeted by the natives, and were in many ways connected

Integrated, their mixing culminated in Irish Cherokee and others

That once stood shoulder to shoulder, as sisters and as brothers



From Thanksgiving with the Pilgrim to French and Indian waged war

Until expanding gold fever closed for them democracy's great store

Cut throat, we don't let women vote, for we shall rule the planet earth

By showing every other race that we can prove they have no worth

Slave man, African, caught in traps upon his sandy native shore

Were packed like rats in chains and moved above the ocean floor



Gavel down, white man crowned---a reigning self-imposed king

I ask you, and be honest now, how long can freedom truly ring

When all we once stood for has turned so hollow and so cold

While our precious Constitution is being cheaply bought and sold?

The American flag, for all her regal beauty and her meaning

Cannot be of value to anyone if her message we aren't gleaning



So raise your chalice, propose a toast, buy a few more lies

While everything this nation stood for dies among the cries

Of those who have no voice, America has made her choice...

It is I, I, I---me, me, me...go back home and make no noise

Stop stealing what I do not want, don't take the job I will not do

America the beautiful---a footnote---with no red, white or blue...