The Hate They Carry

It is a wonder

how they can use their

very broad shoulders

to carry out the

very bad things they are

doing to the

very innocent children of this country.

 

Maladaptive and malicious,

they will fall,

and the children will grow and grow and grow

and in turn, have very light shoulders.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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