What happed to America
What it stands for
People from half way across the world saw a united people
Who would fight for what was right by first shoving thousands of pounds of tea into the harbor
Brewing up a storm
Would write the worlds greatest break up letter
"When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another"
As to say I am mine and you have no power over me
Fuck off
People half way across the world saw stamina and endurance while now they see
Cheese burgers
See walls built but aren't we brothers
Don't we call ourselves United
See that now when you search "what does America mean"
it gives you "trump" or "Syrian girl"
As if neither of them are human and as if either of them could hold the weight of this country's history
This country is
Heavy
And has been ignoring that this hate runs through our veins where it has been passed down and trust me
It has been past down
America we should be tearing down these walls
Because America not everyone with a hijab wants to kill you
And America Stop looking to the world like a spoiled child who won't share
And America Maybe if we get rid of the walls we would have more room for our brothers
And America if this is a down fall let us fall
Let us go down in history as the country who picks up the weak and broken hearted and gives them a home and hope the country who almost built up walls but decided that we are all human, all made of the same bone and blood so decided instead to build up poetry and love
And America let your borders be a welcome mat
And America it's not the color of skin but the content of character
And America let her have her body and her choice
And America there have been 17 school shootings in 2018 alone
And America my boyfriend isn't allowed to use the right bathroom
And America
What happened?
America we are more free than we have ever been
and we are still knees deep in revolution
There is a lot we need to work on.
So what is going to happen America?
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