Country, I was a soldier to you.
I did what you asked me to.
It was wrong, and you knew.
Country, now I’m just a stranger to you.
A number, a name; it’s true.
Throw me away when you’re through.
Home of the brave and the free; the red, white, and blue.
I wish it was true.
–White Buffalo
Reprinted from thefreethoughtproject.com
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