Dear America Poetic Techniques

I went to the store the other day and wondered, what made me brave.
Was it the red, white, and blue pulsing through my veins?
I am no slave to communism, nor a fiend of Marxism.
Capitalism runs through my veins and a banner shines on my stars.
In America, we are free to choose our cars and to spit patriotic bars.
My past president was black and my new one is orange.
Dear America, please do not experience a patriotism shortage.
From the freedom of speech to the freedom of press, my people will not stress about unlawful arrest.
I have the right to protest. We no longer fly the Union Jack and you know the rest.
It’s not an allusion, for my fireworks go crack, an onomatopoeia that no one can resist, like a subpoena.
These Red Coats don’t

Next week, we will explore the poetic art style known as rapping. Currently, I have decided to write sixteen lines that abccddeefggggggg rhyme scheme. Throughout the poem, I constantly talked about battling, because I used it as a word with a double meaning. America has achieved several of its great victories by battling, and I am attempting to deliver these rhymes as one who is in a rap battle. This further connects myself to my country because we win after obtaining victories in battle. The line “These Red Coats don’t want to battle. George Washington was no Crip, but he slaughtered them like cattle.” is a play on rivalries that occurred in the past and present. Red is a color that has opposed America in Communism and in the Red Coats, who were Britain’s military force. The Bloods and the Crips are rival gangs that represent the colors of red (Bloods) and blue (Crips). George Washington was no Crip, yet he killed Red Coats. I also briefly mentioned our freedoms and how we are no longer under British rule. This was written to show that I enjoy our American freedoms and I would not experience the same form of government if we were under British rule. I would like for you to look for any more examples of wordplay or allegories in my writing. Thank