Poetry because why not? ~part 1~

|your vision of America|

Racisms returns

And there is no concern.

Watching lives decrease

And no family at peace.

Watching innocent people killed one at a time

The crime rate continues to climb

Is this what America needs,

In the end no one succeeds.

A place where freedom use to roam

But now you look at it and ask what happened to my home?

We use to see smiling faces

Every time we went new places

But that is now all gone

All the the love and joy withdrawn

All the American pride has vanished for good

And we watch where our liberty stood

Watch our heritage slip from our fingertips

If this must be

I will now be released

From your version of a Great America.

and the false victory.

-Bree C