July 4th by Colin Stevens (Connor's Brother)

July 4th
Iced tea, propane, tablecloths, salad dressing
The pool, the dogs, some people I think I know
Emptying our pockets to celebrate freedom
The sun shines while our brother sits in prison
Can I celebrate the land that swallows him?
Speak freely and become a target
So we fill our mouths with burger
Sparklers versus assault rifles, body armor
Tanks and helicopters
You would imprison those who only dream of your liberty
Mostly we just sit in silence, bouncing our knees
Imagining what it would be like to bring down the concrete
Like Samson, on top of everyone's heads
Gather your change my fellow Americans
Sow your fields with metal coins
What ransom would you pay
To bring your family together again?