America: do we have freedom or not

America, land of the brave

we send people to save.

America, land filled with poverty

and that really bothers me!

 

America, land that I love

but we don't show alot of.

America, people say we're free

but really are we?

 

America, freedom has a cost

but yet we get crisscrossed

America, filled with discrimination

we just need to sow some affection

 

America, land of the sweet

yet we fight on the back street

America, when will we know 

when we can come together and say hello

This poem is about: 
My country

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