Our beloved nation

Dear America

Why, are our young men with strong bodies,

Corrupted by hunger and greed.

Why, do the young women with hearts of gold

But in the journey of love, lost their soul.

Why, do the man who seek for work,

Lose their way and the faith for church.

Cry, land that was once filled with great oppourinity

Is now beneath the city of corrupts.

Cry, for the creations of god

That was meant to cover each other’s flaw

For them turning their back on each other,

And the whites and blacks are no longer brothers

For the innocent children who were born with smiles on their faces

And were taught hate and bigotry in their hearts.

Maybe it's time for us, for the unjust in this country,

To wipe out tears. And renounce our culture.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country

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