America's Reality

America is the land of the free

Dreams achieved further than you can see

This amazing country prosperous and well

but in reality america is all hell

a land for anyone to come

discrimination and racism will all ruin your fun

once dreamed of being big

now living in a crack house of a crib

where is the eagle that represents me 

through my own eyes the eagle has gone away from me

This poem is about: 
My country

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