O say can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so timidly we once hailed at the twilight of yesterday, Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the peril of being called racist, In a decorative box, were so prudently tucked away. And you know what they say, about discretion being the better part of valor, That's proof that the fight, should be really focused on black unemployment Oh say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, in our memory, and in places where no one has complained