The Star-Spangled Banner plays and I don’t have my hands on my heart
next thing I know, I hear,
“You anti-American immigrant leech
if you don’t like America, why don’t you leave?
if you don’t like America, why don’t you go home?
you’ve talked shit about this country
expressing your pain in this country
aren’t you thankful we serve you in this country?
all you do is take money from this country
you ungrateful...” ~excerpt from poem
The Tuxedo Archives: Vol. 2009
, Article 2.
Available at: http://scholar.dominican.edu/tuxedolit/vol2009/iss1/2