How Can This Be

How can this be?
From sea to shining sea.
Across the fields of amber waves of grain.
We as a people is still not free.

We hail from Kings and Queens.
But we are treated like pawns on the game of life board.
I ask myself and the world.
How can that be?
We too stood guard at the gates of freedom.
We too gave our blood, sweat, and tears.
To help keep Lady Liberty torch shining bright.

How can this be?
That we do not share the same vision as other in America.
jackie compton