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Apr 2014
Thank you

For this place you call the land of the free;
a land full of debt, poverty, and incurable disease


A natural disaster can wipe a city completely off the map,
but financial assistance is rejected because another country needed that


Blow up a nation to rebuild a government that's non existent, while you've lost all interest of your own resulting in a crumbling system


You rank up the cost of living and lower the level of pay, and all those jobs that only require simple skills you send overseas to give away


Working hard and growing old was once the American dream, and we still pay our last pennies into that same bank; but that's money we will never see


Make illegal immigration a topic of social exception and fool the people into thinking it's not an economic crisis with your emotional campaigning deception


Require expensive, extensive college degrees for what only calls for common sense, and then pay minimum wage so that the people are forever in debt


Control everything we do yet still give us freedom of speech
So that we can only talk of our dreams and never practice what we preach


Committ a ****** in Illinois and you're behind bars forever on your knees
Committ that same crime in Florida and you're guaranteed to be free


Two of the same exact persons in dire need of the same heart,
One has enough money in his pockets giving him a head start
while the poor man is sentenced to death by not doing his part


America, what happened?
This is no longer your land
and it's no longer my land
it's simply crumbling cliffs of
old foundation
sifting into sand

Red
White
Blue

What do these colors mean to you?
I'm ******* and this is what came out lol... Don't ask.

(C) Maxwell 2014
Luna Lynn
Written by
Luna Lynn  36/F/Illinois
(36/F/Illinois)   
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