For my ancestors you were a dangerous land but still full of hope for a better future. For me you are many things but i can tell you what you are not, you are not a land of hope. You are a land of hateful words. A land of racial slurs. A land of drunken fools and shot up schools. A land where no one can be them selves. A land where your promise land is taken away from you in order to make more money. A land where a sexist president can be elected. A land were you are criticized for being Islamic. Where your criticized for running from a war torn country but told if your scared, to run. A land full of hypocrites. Full of bigots and racists and sexists. A land where girls are taught to cover up instead of boys being taught to respect woman. A land where if you wear a head piece your gonna get deported. A land where one percent of the population rules over the other 99 percent. A land where mothers are separated from their babies because the price of living rose again. A land where if you like the same sex or want to be a different sex you must constantly look over your shoulder and run for cover. America home of the free. I think not it should be America the playground of the rich and the prison of the different.
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Poems Of A Messed Up World
PoetryI've been told lately that i should share my poetry its not that great and a lot of it is depressed. I'm gonna say right now i am not depressed.