A Disfigured Shape

You are blind. 

Do you realize our shape?

You are misfitted, who are you, one of a kind?

No, I think not.

You do not come together.

Instead, we're all the same but yet we are separated;

Crime. War. Suicide. Bate.

We are stuck in this lump,

Cause you are too busy being a chump.

This is america, america.

We are here for peace, not to be an object to tool around.

YOU DO NOT SEE OUR SOCIETY,

YOU DO NOT BRING US JOY,

YOU DO NOT SEE OUR REAL ISSUES,

Oh damn it president, YOU DO NOT define as a leader.

To this country you praise "Make America Great Again."

But may I say,

Consuming a war 

Will become a hell world and open-wounded core. 

"Making America Great Again" should mean working together,

as a family we can achieve greatness.

Can you open your eyes just this once.

For there is cause that needs to be justified,

Cause that needs to be reassured in making sure we don't corrupt our america.

Let us rid these issues.

We can be,

will be,

a whole and serve together,

only through whats right.

Dear authority figure,

stop the sillyness and focus on the hardship.