America the Great

My country has the sounds of freedom. 

My country has the laws of justice.

My country has the land of liberty. 

My country is my home.

It is a home to me and to many alike and unlike me. 

 

I breathe the air of equality yet see the hate on tv. 

I see the see flag up in the sky and see it burning in the streets.

We have the opportunity to pursue the American dream yet many remain in poverty. 

The Great America is not so great after all.

Or so they say.

 

America the Great- the land where communities come together to succeed,

The country that stands together for the proctection of its generations, 

The citizens that have a voice that can and will be heard.

America is not perfect but America provides and defends

the rights of individuals that will fight to make America great. 

America is my country. America is my Home.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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