America
“America” a poem
America……….
America……….
The Beautiful
The Home of the Brave
Who’s going to help you, After all you do?
Who’s going to lead, When all you see is the greed?
We put our foot in the door; one more time than before but we forget the needs that we have right here,
The ones we say we hold so dear
America……….
America……….
We’re lovin Haiti but we’re killin in places like Kuwaiti!!
With all the kill'in we are makin, no wonder they are hat'in
What’s up with Iraq, Will our soldiers ever be able to come back?
We kill our men a time and again
Our country has no money, somethings sure feeling funny
We leave our people behind; The ones who are free but we’re sure not kind
We need to steer, what we hold so dear
The money we spend
The blood we shed
What about our poor and the sick that endure?
We’re out of work
Can’t pay our bills
Got no health care and our media keeps us scared
America……open your eyes………take care of your own
It’s sure not fair, when we’re all right here
We’re all right here
We’re all right here
America, take a look right here
Copyright © Dina Scalia | Year Posted 2011
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