America the Beautiful, the Broken

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06897
United States
41° 12' 27.8388" N, 73° 26' 29.7348" W

America the beautiful, the broken

 

The late night party, he takes advantage

When she wakes up, she feels the damage

There are no repercussions for his evil deed

It was her own irresponsibility

 

America the beautiful, the broken

 

He meets a sting from the back of the hand

Blow after blow, another one lands

The screaming is loud and the tears are falling

People hear but police never come calling

 

America the beautiful, the broken

 

It started at 12 with painkilling pills

And although he took them, he wasn’t ill

He dropped out of school and joined a cartel

Now he sits all alone, dying in a jail cell

 

America the beautiful and the broken

 

She was bullied online by anonymous peers

Every night in her room, down her cheeks ran the tears

After thinking about it again and again

She decided her life would come to an end

 

America the beautiful

America the broken

What lies behind lies

What hides in the dark

Isn’t it time we opened our hearts?

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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