American's Pleas

"All men are created equal"
We all scoff
Laugh
Because we know this isn't
True
What is true is
Unless you are making the top
1% of income
You have
Nothing
Unless you have skin the color of
Cream
YOU are nothing
Unless you love someone with the opposite
Sex as you
You don't even exist
America, you great unfinished symphony
You let immigrants
Bigots
Great men
Lead you
And right now
We need
You

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My country
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