The Other Side

I grew up 

in an Appalachian town

with ridges and valleys

all around.

Where fog blankets

winding roads

that I can barely see.

With waving flags and

signs that read, 

'don't tread on me.'



Stars

     light up the dark sky

and Bars

     around your heart.

They're keeping us together

and tearing everything apart.



I claim my heritage

from here and across 

the great big sea

and no one's gonna

draw a line

separating me. 



I'm looking to the other side.

The river's on the other side.

I'm looking to the other side

to see.