Reid Lewis Poet Narrative

Part of the Human Race, Recognized As Asecond Classs Citizen

Part of the Human Race and Recognized As
                                A Second Class Citizen

In the land of the free and the home of the brave, I live
	as a slave in the land my ancestors helped
	to build and form.
The laws and the words of the chosen few say we are
	equal and have human rights and their actions
	speak with hate and lies.
I do love America, yet I hate what they do, how they act
	and the lies they tell us to get folks to conform.
All my life pacification was the key to keeping me and
	other’s like me to be good citizens and comply
To a land full of hate mongers whose only desire is to
	make as much money as they can,
THE REST OF UF BE DAMNED.

The Holy Roman Empire lived this way and sustaining
	this lifestyle ended in a state of decadent
	misery for the masses they controlled
The people of Rome became totally fed up and woke
	up creating an ending to a unholy way of life.
In the end the world was better off progress took on
	a new meaning as individuality took over being
	controlled,
But it had become too late and the attempt to start all
	over again ended up on deaf ears and all that
	was became the end of their life
Because the Creator had enough.
GOD DON’T LIKE UGLY.

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