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Garden of America


Even a garden is perfect from far away,

but look close for problems clear as day.

The weeds and roots twist and wind,

despite the farmers daily grind. 

Without change of habbits or location,

how long will the plants handle infestation.

To me America is the same,

leaving only its people to blame.

Picture perfect from afar,

but truly scractched up, scar by scar.

Historys ideas seemed so great,

but many issues have hurt our fate.

Racism and discrimination

are just two that sweep our nation.

As people we should fight the sin,

to make America great again.

 

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