Srinivas

Dark was the night

Cold was the ground

When they shot Srinivas Kuchibhotla down

It was in Austin’s Bar and Grill

but it could have been most anyone

A madman pulled the trigger

Donald Trump loaded the gun.

“My Country tis of thee.”

Srinivas was an engineer

Sunayana was his wife

Like so many before they’d come down here to build a life

They were planning their first child

But it was not to be

A stranger shot Srinivas down, screaming, “Get out of my country”

“My country tis of thee.”

I was born in America, and it’s right here I intend to stay

But my country’s hurting now, and there’s a few things I need to say:

If you fly a flag of hate: then you aint’ no kin to me.

And to Srinivas Kuchibhotla’s surviving family:

My country tis of thee...