America The Great!

They say America the great.

They say America the beautiful.

They say we’re the melting pot.

Well I guess Donald Trump should have visited here.

I guess we’re better than other countries,

but what about our faults that apply.

We call ourselves the home of the free,

but when it comes to poverty we throw that to the side.

I mean we’ve been through some things,

but don’t all people.

I mean I call myself American,

but that doesn’t mean we’re all equal.

I mean I was born in this country,

but my ancestors weren’t.

America the beautiful the crowd keeps cheering.

America the free if god be willing.

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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