Free, Brave, and Insane

Broad stripes and bright stars

A country, supposedly ours,

America

 

Told to be different but never taught how

Told you only live once but to study now

Told there are social norms that I cannot disavow

Told to never starve yourself but to be thin somehow

Told to never bully and yet schools allow

The pollution of technology all around.

 

What do they think happens on those?

Another place to gain knowledge I suppose,

But on what? Social media where people overexpose

Their freedom of speech which brings confidence to such lows

Criticizing the minorities and counting the ratios

And that is when seemingly time slows

Our brains turning to jelly in front of a screen.

 

I start to become ashamed of my clothes

Ashamed of my woes

The unhealthy swearing that overflows

In the cliques where everyone fits and goes

To exclude those

minorities, can they take any more blows?

 

Can a land be free

And a home be brave

With culture, so beastly

And pride driving us insane?

This poem is about: 
My country

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