O say can we see, by the Gone’s early flight,
What so loudly we failed at the mornlight’s past gleaming,
Whose flawed stripes and strifed scars, through the perilous plight,
Our wan hearts, we watched, stirred and valiantly screaming. (1/2)
(2/2) And the rifle’s dread glare, bullets bursting in air,
Gave truth in our sight that our flag was not spared.
O say does that scar-mangled banner yet save
Our land of the free and the home of the brave?
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1/6 Today I turn 23🥳🎉 As I reflect gratefully on this whirlwind year, I can’t help but believe that the best gift is one that pays your blessings forward. If you’ve been touched by my words, please consider donating or sharing these wonderful nonprofits. Even $1 works magic
2/6 @writegirlla 🖊🙋🏿♀️ is a creative writing and mentoring organization for teen girls. It was their free writing workshops in high school where I found my voice, as well as gained the mentorship of female writers
3/6 @vitalvoices 📣✊🏿which invests in women leaders who are solving the world’s toughest challenges. They funded the community project I founded when I was 16 to promote youth literacy.