America, America

Sat, 02/25/2017 - 22:06 -- A.M.

Where I can walk down the street and get shot for being me

Where people shout at the top of their lungs for me to leave their country

Even though the border crossed me

 

America was a land for immigrants

The Statue of Liberty stood as a glimpse of hope for the newly arrived

But now she sighs as she sees the light fade in her torch

As refugees are denied

She weeps for those who need a home

Who came here to escape the violence and war and horror that America herself started

 

It’s where xenophobia thrives against adversity

And racism flourishes

 

It is where black people can’t justify their right to live

Because people believe all lives matter

I guess Trayvon Martin’s life mattered so much

he lost it.

 

Black people can scream black lives matter

Because Sandra Bland died at the hands of those who were supposed to defend and protect

But others shout back all lives matter

As they stand and shake the bloody hands of the ones who took her life

 

Never forget

 

America is filled with hatred and ignorance

However,

It can change

America can become a place of love and acceptance

But it’ll take time and efforts

 

We most speak out against the hate

 

Speak up for those who can’t

Make our voices heard and make a change

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

MayFlower711

YES, I LOVE THIS!! You need to show this to the world.

A.M.

Thank you so much!! :)) I'm so glad you liked it!! 

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