America is what it is
I don't love America.
I wish America wasn't so evil.
I wish America wasn't trying to take over the world.
I wish America wasn't trying to get rid of black people.
I wish America could be selfless,
and not try to conquor those that are helpless.
America has done so much wrong,
and has enslaved so many.
But I don't hate America.
That takes too much energy.
America is what it is,
and Karma will pay America a visit.
And that's life.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world