You can knock me down.
But you can never tread on me.
You can call me names.
But you can never break my spirit.
You can attack my land.
But never be allowed to live afterwards.
We will fight for our rights.
Or at least die trying.
Alone I am powerless.
But united, I am everything.
You cannot beat me.
For I am America.
I was reading a lot of 9/11 Hetalia fan fiction and I thought of this. Let me know what you think, but please no flames. I don't think that anyone should flame a poem about American spirit.
