America's Forsaken Skies

Sun, 02/19/2017 - 03:16 -- vcruz77

Oh America the

Great?

The skies 

forsaken

by hatred's 

racial waves.

Where is God

to shed his grace

on Thee?

The streets are 

filled with 

regressing change

all to which

are the work

of a corruption 

lurking deep beneath

since the start.

We are afraid 

our country will

no longer work for

Us.

But did it ever?

"By the people

for the people"

when all people

are not seen equal.

I wait to see 

the true

day of glory

when America

will be great.

America,

when will 

WE be the

Land of the Free?

Only we can make 

this facode a reality

one day.

When our government

works for us

and is not

controlled

by the sinsiter

rule of capitalism

and the one percent

we can progress.

When women are seen

and given the same rights

as men

we can progress.

When all races are 

seen as equal and 

given equal representation

we will progress.

When we no longer

allow discrimination

of sexual 

orientation or identity

we will progress.

When we decide

that our problems are

dragging us further

into our past and

make the changes

we will be Great.

This poem is about: 
My country

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