America

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America,

Oh America.

Land of the free,

That doesn't come for free.

A big inclusive country,

Separated unknowingly.

We boast,

And grin,

And hold our heads up high.

Having fun, while others die.

Maybe instead of ignoring others issues,

We could hold their hand and pass them a tissue.

Stand up and fight for all inclusivity.

Create some more jobs and boost productivity.

Don't gloat until you have reason to.

Don't stop until we've made it through.

It may be obvious but some can't tell,

Others are people too.

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