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my country

by Raine Wynd

In case you can't read the graphic:

My country murdered me:
Doubting my loyalty, my fealty, my honor,
For my mother was not of this country born,
To a barbed-wire camp I was sent,
My cell barren as a mountainside
To stand accused of crimes
  no sane man would commit.
 
My country murdered me:
They took my family away from me,
Promised me liberty but gave me death
Oh, my country 'tis of thee I sing.

1942?
or 2003?

Tombstone Graphic and Text Design by K.

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