I am free

And I am great

Yet, Still I seem

To boil with hate

 

My residents have rights

And they continue to appear

Yet, they complain and fight

As I live in fear

 

These walls they have built

Separate the ones I called mine

The blood that has been spilt

Just to buy me some time

 

Twisted, have I become

My brain now corrupt

No one can come

This change so soon and abrupt

 

I am no longer myself

The elite control the board

My people left for themselves

While I threaten my neighbors with war

 

I now await the day, if so sudden

Which my people are happy and safe

Though the change may start with the push of a button

I feel it coming at an increasing pace

 

Yet you wonder who I am?

Am I a Jack, or maybe a Jessica?

No, I am not a sir or ma'am

I am America

              -Caden Savage