At my childhood home

I grew up where the roads were still dirt

In a house that was a short walk to the lake

This is what made my America great!

 

A half hour away 

The concrete was cracking

The river flooded with pastel hues of polution

This is what made my classmates America great?

 

Yet we both attended the same school

Listen to the same teacher

Smell the same cafeteria food

Read the same books

 

But at the end of the day

I go home to my grandmothers house next door

Who watches me after school

She had to drop out of school to help support her family

And has worked in a jewlrey factory since nearly the 1930s

But she never comlained

This is what makes her Amierca great!

 

But at the end of the day

My classmates goes home to their grandmothers house next door

Who watches them after school

She never got the opportunity to go to school

Her family has been freed from slavery since the 1930s

But she never complained

This is what makes her America great?

 

We will both have children someday

My classmate and I

And just maybe

They will both be able to write

My America is great.

No qustion mark

No exclamation point

Just my America is great.

Period.