American Hypocrisy

Sat, 03/04/2017 - 01:00 -- Liv617


Kearney Road
United States
39° 20' 18.4164" N, 94° 14' 51.9936" W

Religious freedom you ask?

You must've heard it from the settlers.

Who dares question my right to believe?

We must've fought for our freedom not yours.


I am a prouduct of immigrants.

Watching the wall.

Who would've thought that the ones who helped us start out,

Now a disease we must keep out.


My right to bear arms keeps my family safe.

Access to assault weapons common practice.

Another school shooting in the news.

How else will we protect the masses?


Blame it on the next generation.

Move out. Have a family. Make a living.

Disregard the ruined economy.

The capitalist machine depends on you.


There is nothing to be afraid of here.

Just keep in mind, you should stay in line.

Close mindedness pushed us to something greater.

Will it push us off the edge?

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
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