Our fathers
Unalienable rights were their words
Their meaning and vision not to be blurred
Yet in two-hundred years
We have not achieved the founding dream
Maybe that's why we're falling apart at the seams
Our women
Live in fear of what lurks in the dark
While walking home through the park
Our poor
Live on sidewalks and under bridges
Facing bare the winter frigid
Our rich
Live high above the rest of society
Coddled because they set the propriety
Our country
Is sick with arrogance and hypocrisy
We all know but do not truly see
America's screws are coming loose
As our people find solace in the noose
Their caskets holding America too
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The Rambling of an Untrained Mind
PoetryCollection of poetry inspired by the world happening around me. Trigger warning: contains triggering material noted with (TW) in title of piece All work is mine and stealing it will not be tolerated. If you would like to use it in any way other than...
