America
Born out of violence and hatred,
it burns in the hearts of its fruits.
Like the blood of the slaves it is hidden,
in the intricate web of its roots.
You can write pretty words about freedom,
and pretend that equality reigns.
But the truth is that poison keeps feeding,
on the vengeance which flows through its veins.
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2024
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