Nothing More Then a Lie

What a sick world we live in, 
for we are trying to rid; 
The world of our homeless 
and the mentally ill that's hid. 
We look down upon all people, 
who have been convicted of a crime; 
We say that all bikers 
are nothing more then slime. 
And if you have a tattoo, 
that other people can see; 
Then you must be a drug dealer 
it makes no sense to me. 
How can we teach our children, 
to love rather then hate? 
When all the world around us, 
is in such a sad state? 
Sometimes it makes me sad, 
most times it makes me cry, 
To think that the American dream, 
is nothing more then a lie!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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