America The Brave
The land is not free
Home of the depraved
We used to pride ourselves in a supposed red, white and blue
But with blindfolds on tight, we only see what we are told we see
Red, white and blue is what they say it is
And yet we are blind, we pledge our alligence and lives
To a noble country in which thousands are starving
Millions are struggling
America, what a blessing.
This poem is about:
My country