Green?
Flag of blue, white, yellow, and green
Outside of the country, that is all that is seen
But, I flew, to the other side of the world
For 9 months, an unexpected land unfurled
Where I expected forrests, there grew cities
Uncertanty hid on the edges of expected smiles
Homlessness lived on every street
The lower class was hidden behind inpenetrable government palaces
Brazil, is a happy place, to be sure
But there are massive problems too
all of which are hidden behind a charming allure
What are a people to do?
All it takes is a little will...
A government showing off pretend wealth
And they'll finally summit the hill
Ultimately restoring, their country's health
Their country is no longer still
And with their revolution, I am proud to say-
I lived in Brazil
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