This Is Freedom? Poem by Christopher Katana

How can this be called the 'Land of the free'
if freedom isn't with everyone I see?
I know this isn't just being seen by just me.
Why can't they just let my people be?
How can we stand for a world where every day
someone new loses their life.
Rather that is a mother, father sister,
brother, husband, or wife.
How long till enough is enough?
This world man it's tough.
Tell me how come some get to have it all
when so many are left to fall?
Someone, please answer my question.
someone, please answer their call.