America, 2021
We are not grateful for God's food.
We complain and moan about taste,
and price, thinking we live in some
all free neighborhood.
We want rent-free houses and free
Covid money!
Even if not ill, we think the
government owes us a land, free
college, where there is no extra money.
We all should wear beards and dress like
that snake, Fidel Castro.
If he were alive, he would be popular, our
teacher, our Maestro!(Cuban for teacher.)
Drive horrid cars, live on 300 a month.
No Capitalism allowed for free loading
speed bumps.
No freedom in a land of nothing to achieve,
Not even a hump.
I worry for the USA, all masked up,
becoming such obedient sheep!
A government throwing statues, the Bill of
Rights, and the Constitution into the deep.
Obedient little ants are we,
following laws to the letter.
While police are jailed when they dare try
to make our lives better!
Break any law, while you be on TV and
become admired, as both victim and hero.
Follow all laws~do you work?
You will be billed as a big, fat, zero!
4/19/2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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