Poems from jalendudley17
The sweet land of "Liberty"
Yet all I see is scars
Scars that were covered with tape
That never heals
And the pain remains the same
Yet...
Brothers die
Parents try
Mothers cry
Blood lies
At the stop sign where you carry a bag
To receive a box full lies
Hypnotize by the money...
From the time I open my eyes To the time they close at night Even when you go to work You always been by my side When you are mad at me And...
Welcome to America Aland which I’m fromPromises of FreedomAnd yet freedomFailed to comeWe fought through the painAnd miserynow its time to...