Freedom my ASS (responses anyone?)

by Erica Hughes - Libra

You call this place America,
land of the free,
tell it to my ass,
it's never been good to me.
Oh yeh, you talk that shit,
about red, white, and blue,
America the land of the free?
has only been good to you.
you silly pawn,
Your fake ass ideals,
is only but a system,
of control, and manipulation,
churning out victim after victim.

You rose up on my back,
working me to the bone,
while you reap all the benifits,
America is your home.
Get up out my country,
so I can go where I belong.

America is the land of the free?
just look back at the past,
where is my 3 acres and mule?
Tell it to my ass.

You are just a silly pawn,
in a silly game,
that keep us at each other's throats,
because of our last names.

America ain't free,
in the future or the past,
just pay your taxes and shut your mouth,
and tell it to my ass.

Reason for writing:

    STop hating each other, and recognize your brother. In "Newsweek" January 11th, 1988 an article, based on DNA, scientist revealed that every one in the world is the genetic offspring of a single Africa woman. THe ARTICLE IS IN NEWSWEEK! A CREDIBLE SOURCE. NO ONE TELLS US, BECAUSE THEY WANT TO DIVIDE US! PEACE. 

    

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2000-01-28 21:04:34
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:44
Poem ID: 54521

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