Oh, America the Great.

America the Great,

America the White,

A motherland ran in spite.

Freedom upon freedom offered to those

Of which the ignorant few had chose.

Star-spangled blessings for those who live in hate,

Oh, America the Great.


America the Great,

A nation built on blood and sweat,

Yet continues to regret,

The spillings of Red

If it flows from a White head.

A stereotype, an idea, so deep it's almost innate,

Oh, America the Great.

This poem is about: 
My country


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