America's Sin

We owe this country everything that we are in.

But is America great or do we lounge in sin?

The rich and powerful exclude us from their covenant.

Half of the people don't even trust their own government.

How about we start a war on poverty not poor people?

The country of capatalism, therefore we are all evil.

The land of the free, where it's happy and sunny.

You think that we're free? Try living with no money.

America barely ranks twenty in overall freedom.

But the sheep don't know that, so let's keep misleading.

Born into poverty and given less oppurtunity.

Same skill set, money is the difference between you and me.

I'll pull you over and be less quick to kill because your skin's light.

America is literally being torn apart from the inside.

When will the change come? I honestly do not know.

Especially when the electoral college overruled the people and elected some joke.

So do I owe this country everything that I'm in?

Ask yourself is America great, or do we lounge in sin.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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