My Current United States

The United States

Complete with a side of hate

Filled with the ignorant and repressed

No thanks to Congress

The United people

Are completely weak and feeble

To the current wave of evil.

“In god we trust”

A saying lost in dust.

In our current state of being

Is there truly any meaning

In forever closing our door

So that immigration is no more?

“Black lives matter”, but it seems like

“White lives have more power.

For what I currently see

We might as well open the door for

World War Three.

 

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