Confederate Flags

They raised a confederate flag over my home,

It looms large, casting shadows, over my yard,

I hear the big bands playing, the tuba man blowing his horn,

"Atta boy Johnson! Swing swing and sing the song of old Mississippi!"

They forget it's the symbol that enslaved millions,

They close their ears to old "Indians",

They're deaf to our suffering...

All this they did in the name of allegiance,

To the old vanguards of the south who fell to antebellum traditions,

All this they did in the name of the Lord,

Forgetting his people aren't just born on Southern soul.