You pledged allegiance before you knew what the words meant.
Not out of loyalty. Out of programming.
Before you knew how to spell freedom, they taught you how to perform it.
Stand. Speak. Salute.
They told you: Be brave.
Be good.
Be grateful.
Be better than everyone else.
But what does bravery mean
when it’s only allowed in red, white, and blue?
What does freedom mean
if it always comes with instructions?
This isn’t just about America.
It’s about what it did to you
before you could say no.