Politickin for Public Enemy

Land of the free, home of the brave

A prideful, great nation built on the mounds of forgotten Native American graves

Built on the backs of still unnamed and chained slaves

But of course, everything has changed

America is the land of opportunity

For you to be struck down in cold blood but your killer go free because of a badge or prestigious pedigree

America is free

Free to keep opportunities to yourself

Have 1% of the population hold all the wealth

American is great

It’s a nation divided by hate

white against colored, colored against colored

Men against women

Rich against poor

America is everything you see and more

Where adults can’t read but they know all of cast on jersey shore

Where any women who owns her sexuality is considered a wh**e

Where the rockets red glare almost matches the blood on the pavement of the innocent,

Where criminals with titles and badges don’t get sentenced, but get dismissed with a pat on the hand and a pension

Where the blood that has been shed gets no mention

Where for some they live to the next day hoping things will be different

But most just stay tuned so they can see why Ne-Ne Leakes is trippin

So welcome to the land of opportunities and more

Can’t want to see what discrimination your life has in store

This poem is about: 
My country

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