Lady Liberty's Delusion Fueled Illusion

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                                 Lady Liberty’s Delusion Fueled Illusion

                                                  Zakaria Khafagy

 

There's a lot I wanna say cause I've been thinking this. Work for low wage as slaves and the next day they'll be stinkin rich, now it's funny when you come to think of it cause you know it's not true. The government tells you that they got you because anyone can make it if they work hard but what about the girl on the corner that slurps hard..dick? You're telling me she don't work the hardest? All of these hip pop artists who be feeding us garbage watching what they did in bar last night cause we're retarded. No offense but I’m on the fence.. all this money we spend just on defense? All we strive for is to be getting famous we need to change this because as if now we are focused on the anus of insane chicks shaking their booty to make us forget about what pain is. Let's talk about the kids who are starving barley living off a dollar meal. When a man is working hard for his kids but can't really feed em how that father feel? This the type of shit that make you wonder if a god is real. We treat each other as enemies the only way our soul can cope is prescribed dope while washing it down with Tennessee..whisky. I mean c'mon the stench of weeds risky while walking through the city the cops stop and be getting all frisky. Man this shit just hit me. Does it really have to cost this much for all of us to live free? There's no longer meaning to history please forgive cause I’ve been walking through thorns since I was born struggling through the storms, but who would listen?  We all conform to social norms it's time for liberation from consumerism cause soon the world will be run by apple with their fancy touch screens and the true religion will be nothing but just jeans.

 

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

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