Ironic America

America the great,

You need to learn to wait.

America the proud,

I can't find a humble one in your crowd.

America the beautiful,

Your eyes are so deceitful.

America the free,

You bind yourself up more than your neighbor close to thee.

This poem is about: 
My country

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