With laws constructed that separated
men whole from three fifths of a man 
You call yourself patriotic
Patri…who? I don't understand!

When war broke out 
and the North was in danger 
of being severed from the South
Where did you look for the extra clout 
to protect the Union
our founding fathers 
so passionately wrote about?

When terrorists hooded 
themselves in the South
Did you not feel my pain 
or hear me cry out?
I called out for those 
who fought by my side, 
with my father and my uncle 
for this country's pride
Where is your patriotism now, 
when its my children
who need to be healed?
Did you leave it in Gettysburg
on its battlefield?

How can you honor in your heart 
what you know to be a lie?
In your preamble, 
did you constitute my cry?
Emancipate my sorrow?  Or ratify a lie?
Yet you call yourself patriotic, Patri…who?
I don't understand, why!