America the Not-So-Great

The greatest thing

About this place

Is the lack of conformity.

I am allowed to speak my mind, 

However it won't change the hands of time.

239 years in a downward spiral,

to the point where 'Cash me outside' went viral.

Our country praises those who act like trash,

and the newly elected President is irrational. 

We focus on war instead of famine.

We promote the rich without helping the layman. 

This country lacks empathy.

As a country we lack the ability to better ourselves.

Millions remain jobless.

Thousands die from hunger.

Our prisons are overflowing with inmates. 

I pity those who do not see the corruption of this land.

Outsiders used to dream of the American lifestyle,

Now we are one giant joke.

When America was founded, 

239 years ago,

There was potential for this country.

Now it is the land of lost hope.

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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